Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort
chapter 24
Charlotte shuddered at that thought and frantically sent a text message to Gigolo In Debt.
My dearest gigolo, are you still alive?
I’m sorry. I was too greedy. I was wrong and I shouldn’t have sold you to those three women. I’m so sorry. I regret it now. Please forgive me…
She sent more than ten consecutive texts to him, only to receive radio silence.
Charlotte then called him a few times, but still, no one answered.
She stayed there from evening until late into the night, hauling her frail and shivering body all around the place to hunt for any sign of her Gigolo In Debt.
To increase the air of mystery, all the staff in Sultry Night were wearing all sorts of sexy masks.
But most of their masks were exaggerated and completely different from Gigolo In Debt’s mysterious and cool mask, so she could still easily differentiate them.
After doing a round of searching, there was still no sign of Gigolo In Debt.
Charlotte’s cold was worsening. Her nose was runny from sneezing so much, and she felt weak and dizzy too. The poor ventilation here made it even more unbearable for her.
squeezing through the crowd, she inadvertently spotted a man wearing
rushed over to grab him. “There you are!
him whose face had obviously gone under the knife shouted
pulled the gigolo toward her. “You
she was about
right there!” Ms. Plastic Face jumped up from the sofa and grabbed the gigolo’s other arm. “I’ve already booked you for two hours. You dare
It’s this pretty lady who’s…” the gigolo tried to
heard his
I… I think I
to me? Blind fool!
Ms. Plastic Face hurtled over and pushed her onto the
her hands in front of her as she fought her
were initially fairly matched, but three of the woman’s friends rushed
tortoise. Even so, she still suffered a good
Stop! Don’t fight over me!” He whimpered
let’s see just how smutty she is to have the nerve to steal my
started tearing at Charlotte’s clothes. One of them was even
didn’t come, and the women who were