Chapter 724
Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort
Peter was still in a daze when Charlotte left with her bodyguards.
âPeter, help!â the host wailed in pain.
Upon hearing his wails, Peter and the other hosts helped him up hurriedly.
âD-Donât move my body!â the host cried out. âI think my waistâs broken. Call the ambulance!â
âHuh?â Peter was stunned. âIs it that serious?â
âYes!â The host burst into tears. âSheâs no wealthy heiress. Sheâs a devil in disguise!â
âShut up!â Peter commanded anxiously. âDo you have a death wish? Donât drag me into your mess!â
âDonât implicate us, too!â The other hosts were terrified. âHer bodyguards were armed.â
âOh, dear! Thatâs terrifying!â
âPeter, Iâm scared!â
âStop it. We need to send him to the hospital now.â
âNo! Donât touch me! Just call an ambulance!â
âItâs not like youâre dying. If we call the ambulance, our clients will be startled!â
The host howled, âPeter, youâre a heartless man!â
âShut up!â
âHow much did they compensate us? I think Iâm going to be paralyzed for the rest of my life. The money should belong to me.â
âNonsense. Weâll split it into half.â
âHey!â
Meanwhile, Charlotte was frowning in displeasure.
That man appeared, stirred up my emotions, and disappeared without a trace.
Who is he?
Lupine, who had been studying her employer all the while, suggested carefully. âMs. Lindberg, calm down. Iâll send someone to search for him now.â
âYou must find himâ¦â
Charlotte trailed off suddenly, for the familiar figure was standing a distance away.
âMs. Lindberg, the car is ready. As the entrance is crowded, why donât we leave through the back doorâ¦â
Morgan was still talking when Charlotte darted forward. Before Charlotte could reach the man, a drunk man grabbed her hand out of a sudden. âHey, gorgeous. Where are you going? Come and have a drink with me.â
âLet go of me!â Charlotte bellowed angrily.
âNo way. Youâre the prettiest around hereâ¦â
The drunkard reached out to touch her chin. Charlotte was about to attack him when a gust of icy wind brushed across her ears and struck the drunkard.
Thud! The drunk man dropped to the ground as blood gushed out of his nostrils.
Instinctively, Charlotte turned at her shoulder. The man who had her in his arms was none other than the man whom she spotted in the corridor earlier.
Right now, he was towering above her in a protective stance. Something indecipherable flashed across his gaze as he stared at her without a word.
The mask covered half of his face, but there was a sense of familiarity about him.
It was as though they were lovers in their past life.
âWere you looking for me?â he rasped sexily in his deep and lilting voice right beside her ear.
âWho are you?â Charlotte gazed at him blankly.
Hearing that, the manâs expression clouded over. Looks like she has lost her memories for real.
âHow dare you attack our boss?â
The drunkardâs bodyguards roared furiously and rushed toward them, brandishing empty beer bottles.
The man wrapped his arms around Charlotte and spun around. He lifted his leg and sent a flying kick.
Crash!
The bodyguards were sent flying and crashed into a glass table in a booth, smashing it into pieces.
âCome with me!â
The man took Charlotteâs hand and led her to the back door.
âMs. Lindberg!â Lupine ran after her hastily.
Charlotte made a hand gesture. Lupine threw the car keys to her and stopped Morgan from going after her.
âWhy arenât we going after her?â Morgan demanded anxiously. âWhat if something happens to Ms.
Lindberg?â
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