Chapter 723
Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort
After glancing at the men, Charlotteâs frown deepened. She dismissed them with a flick of her fingers.
âItâs not them?â Peter uttered in disbelief.
âJust leave,â growled Lupine.
Peter led the hosts out hastily. He came in alone afterward and asked wearily, âMs. Lindberg, those were the hosts who matched your description.â
âMaybe he change his clothes?â Lupine suggested.
âThat might be possible. Iâll go look for him again.â Peter was about to leave when Charlotte stopped him.
âWait!â
âYes?â replied Peter as he came to a stop by the door.
âCould it be that heâs not a host here?â
Charlotte thought back to the man. He doesnât seem like a lowly hostâ¦
âIf he isnât a host, why would he be wearing a mask?â Peter refuted.
He continued, âOur clients are mostly wealthy people and business owners. The others are higher-ups in their companies. They want to relax here, served by our hosts and hostesses. None of them will wear masks.â
He added, âBesides, our hosts have received strict training before starting work. Everyone has their own personality and character. Some of them donât even look like hosts and can pass off as domineering presidents. Thatâs their concept.â
Peter stopped and studied Charlotte carefully, afraid of offending her.
Charlotte said nothing and drank her wine coolly.
âKeep looking,â Lupine commanded and made a gesture.
âUnderstood!â Peter left to carry out her order.
Slowly, the bottle of wine reached its bottom. Charlotte lost her patience and flung her glass out abruptly.
Crash!
Startled, the servers in the room dashed aside.
Charlotte wiped her hands clean and stood up with her coat in her arms.
Lupine and Morgan flanked her while the other bodyguards followed closely.
They had just left the room when Peter rushed over with a few other hosts. At the sight of Charlotte, he exclaimed, âMs. Lindberg, Iâve brought our top hosts here. Please take a look at them.â
Charlotte cast them an indifferent glance before stalking away.
One of the top hosts came to her and uttered gently, âMs. Lindberg, youâre drunk. Why donât Iââ
âScram!â Charlotte knitted her brows and growled.
âWhy donât you take look at me first? Iâm sure youâll be satisfied with my looks.â
The host then took off his mask, revealing his handsome face.
Looking up, Charlotte realized he was telling the truth. Strangely, however, she felt repulsed by the sight of him.
As Charlotte was staring at him, delight flitted across the hostâs face. He reached out to help her. âLetâs goââ
Crash!
Before he could finish, Charlotte gave him a forceful kick.
He was sent flying instantly. His body crashed into a door before he fell to the ground. Clutching his belly, he screamed in agony.
The other hosts paled visibly and tried to hide behind Peterâs back.
Peterâs lips parted in shock. Back then, Charlotte used to be a weak and defenseless woman. She used to be bullied a lot. How could she be this strong?
Ms. Lindberg looks exactly like Charlotte. Is she really the Charlotte that I know of?
Charlotte gazed at the wounded host coolly before rubbing her heels on the carpet as though wiping the dirt off before striding away elegantly.
Lupine handed a check to Peter and gestured toward the host. âThis is to cover his medical bill and your fee. Split it among yourselves.â
âThank you,â answered Peter as he accepted the check. His eyes immediately widened in bewilderment.
Ten million?
Charlotte used to fight with others over a thousand.
Thereâs no way sheâll compensate ten million after kicking someone.
Did I get it wrong?
Could it be that Ms. Lindberg isnât Charlotte?
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