Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 27

Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort chapter 27

Charlotte sprawled onto the ground like a frog. Scratched and cut, her palms and knees were burning in pain.

Behind her, the Aston Martin sped off and left her in the dust.

Charlotte shivered in the cold as she pitifully picked herself up. She then realized she was alone on an elevated bridge.

And her phone had run out of juice.

She was at the brink of collapsing into tears.

Why are all men so cruel!

The boss she met in the day was like that and so was the gigolo at night.

None of the cars that passed by her slowed down.

After being out in the cold for an hour, she managed to stop a taxi. Charlotte quickly stopped it by jumping in front with outstretched arms.

That night, Charlotte caught a cold and slept so soundly that even the alarm couldn’t wake her.

When morning arrived, Mrs. Berry woke her up. As she dragged herself to wash up, her body ached all over.

When Mrs. Berry knew that she had caught a cold, she quickly made her some hot tea.

also brought Charlotte a glass of

tissue to cover her nose. “I got up late today and am running late. Mrs. Berry will

will take care of

expression showed that he was eager to

Instead, take the day

for her mom as she helped Charlotte clean her nose with her

worry.” Charlotte kept drinking water as she also had a sore

some water,”

the water, Ellie took the empty glass and poured another

the cold medicine I have prepared for you. You

cold medication into a small box and

“Thanks Robbie and Ellie.”

proud of her children. They were only three but

was gone and quickly asked, “Where’s

watching

her chubby arms toward the

Fifi, who was in a cage. He was holding a stick in his hand and no one knew what he was up

eyes darted around, it stretched its neck and tried

night to check whether Fifi pooped. And this morning, he did the same

Robbie furrowed his

have your breakfast!” Mrs. Berry called

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