Mysterious male escort is a mogul

Chapter 11

“Someone asked for you?” Charlotte asked excitedly. “For one round or one night? How much did you earn?”

“You seem really experienced at this.” Zachary sneered. “How many times have you hired gigolos?”

“You’re the only one!” Charlotte retorted. Embarrassed by her sudden outburst, she coughed a few times before her voice grew stern. “Stop changing the topic. How much did you earn?”

“One night. Ten thousand,” replied Zachary, arching his brows.

He was at the peak of his business career, where everything felt dull to him. This stupid woman was giving his plain life more color and making it much more entertaining now.

Standing aside, Ben was confused. Is Mr. Nacht discussing a new collaboration?

What does he mean by “one night?”

Is ten thousand a code phrase or something?

“Great! Transfer five thousand to me now!” Charlotte was elated. Money! Incoming money!

don’t ask for payment in advance. I’ll

was then

 Why did he hang up abruptly? Is he trying to go back

contract, answered my call, and even reported his earnings, I think he won’t go

see. Perhaps when I wake

the entire night, Charlotte tossed and turned in bed. She kept glancing at her phone. Nope, no new transfer. Nope, not yet. It’s just

a.m. when a text arrived. She grabbed her phone underneath her pillow. It was a text, informing her that a transfer of five thousand had been

leaped

The first

 I just received the

paid the bill last night. You said you’ll deduct

 I’m afraid you’ll spend the money elsewhere. Just transfer me the money daily and I’ll deduct the one hundred and eighty thousand from your debt.

Gigolo In Debt: Okay!

 Work hard tonight, too. If you do a

Gigolo In Debt: ...

receiving the money, Charlotte was so overjoyed she couldn’t go back to

just moved from the countryside, so they still lacked a number of household supplies. As it was the weekend, she

to be a spoilt child, too. Her father adored her and brought her up like a princess. Alas, life was