Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort novel Chapter 191

“Because you’re sticking your nose into where it doesn’t belong.” Zachary shot an icy glare at Hector.

“I…” Hector stood transfixed for a moment before he blurted out an explanation, “I’m giving this necklace back because of my wife’s mistake. It has nothing to do with anyone else.”

“Do you mean you’re not doing this for her?” Zachary pointed at Charlotte.

“No.” Hector dropped his head, not daring to look at Charlotte.

Hearing his response, Charlotte knitted her brows, an uneasy feeling crept within her.

She knew Hector was saying those words to protect himself, but to look at how meek he had become sent indescribable feelings to her heart.

“Tell me then, what does the bankruptcy of Windt Corporation have to do with me?” Zachary questioned.

Hector shuddered as his face paled further.

“He’s not the one who told me about it,” Charlotte explained. “This has nothing to do with him.”

“Speak!” Zachary roared.

Shuddering again, Hector stuttered, “I-I-I don’t know.”

Instead of shouting again, Zachary kept his glacial gaze fixed on the other man.

“What are you doing?” Charlotte quickly jumped to Hector’s defense. “Why are you dragging others into our problem?”

“Hmm, you’re right.” Zachary suddenly changed his tone as he smiled. “Mr. Sterling, don’t be afraid. I was just asking.”

Like Charlotte, Hector frowned in confusion.

“It’s just a necklace worth a hundred million. There’s no need for you to deliver this to me personally.”

Zachary then threw the ruby necklace to Hector as though he was rewarding money to a beggar. “Here. Think of it as my investment and use it to start the project.”

“Do you mean…” Hector trailed off, bewildered. “I can restart my project?”

The necklace was a symbolism of the opportunity Zachary was giving to him.

“Of course.” Zachary leaned back on the sofa as he swayed his glass gracefully. “However, that item can only have one value. Whether you use the ruby necklace to start your project or to buy her freedom is up to you.”

Hearing Zachary’s words, the hair behind Charlotte’s neck stood up.