Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort novel Chapter 1672

The sound of this voice astounded all present. In unorchestrated unison, they turned around to see a masked secretary, diminutive in stature, pushing a wheelchair along as she made her entrance.

Though enfeebled to a shade of his usual self, the person in the wheelchair had lost none of the air of regality that he was imbued with from birth. The inimitability of that presence and those keen, domineering eyes clearly belonged to Zachary Nacht!

“Mr. Nacht…”

“Could this be Mr. Nacht?”

All eyes fell upon Zachary, and then Chris, in absolute astonishment.

Chris was jittery when he regarded Zachary. As if in a dream, he could scarcely believe his own eyes.

How? Isn’t he already dead?

Chris’ consternation was immediate; His expression saw a dramatic shift, his vision became unfocused and even his knees clattered against each other.

Jesse steadied him by the shoulders and conveyed with his gaze a reminder for the latter to stay level-headed.

Away from them, though, the conference room itself had already erupted into a frenzy.

“What’s going on here? How did two Mr. Nachts appear out of nowhere?”

“W-Which one of them is the real one?”

“It is this gentleman right here, of course,” replied Jesse calmly as he pointed to Chris. “That man over there looks nothing like Mr. Nacht. I’ve no idea where this imposter came from and what motivated him to disrupt our board meeting.”

“Indeed. Indeed.” Jean immediately chimed in.

Straightening his back, Chris tried to project upon his own poise for right now, he did physically resemble Zachary more than the real Zachary did, owing to how much weight the latter had lost over the course of his treatment.

That presence, however, was something that Chris was not able to replicate!

“True, that.” In her guise, Francesca regarded Chris before she turned her attention to Zachary in amusement. “He really looks more like you than you do!”

That got everyone looking in her direction.

Who’s this masked and mysterious secretary? They thought.

Though slight of build, those eyes of hers belied an indomitable haughtiness.