Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort novel Chapter 20

The next morning, Charlotte made sure her triplets safely boarded the bus before rushing to the company.

Because she was going to be late, she carried her heels and ran non-stop. Upon reaching the company’s driveway, a Rolls-Royce Phantom abruptly sped toward her from the side, with no intention of slowing down.

Charlotte couldn’t avoid the car in time, falling to the ground in fright.

The car, on the other hand, came to a screeching halt just an inch away from her.

A little further and Charlotte would have been meeting either God or Satan in person.

She was so scared that her heart threatened to fly out of her chest, but the people in the car looked completely unfazed.

The security guard came forward to help Charlotte up, but unexpectedly reproached her, “Don’t run around like a mad hatter. You almost ran into the President’s car.”

“They were obviously the ones who almost ran into me.”

Charlotte’s anger spiked and she turned her head to glare at the people in the car.

The bodyguards were rocking their poker faces, not showing an ounce of remorse.

As for Zachary who was seated in the back, he was staring unblinkingly at Charlotte with a frosty gaze.

Charlotte was stunned. What’s going on?

I’m obviously the victim here!

Zachary made a gesture, and the Rolls-Royce Phantom zoomed past Charlotte, just a hairsbreadth away from her.

Fury ignited in Charlotte, but she could only massaged her bruised wrists and sore bum before limping into the company.

In the elevator, she recalled the look in Zachary’s eyes just now and became more perplexed than ever. When did I ever offend the Devil?

Since joining the company until now, I’ve been nothing but a diligent worker. I haven’t done anything wrong.

The only time she had come in contact with him was when he bumped into her, causing her to get spaghetti all over Wesley’s face.

She even thought that he had intentionally done it to teach Wesley a lesson. Now, it seemed like she had been overthinking it.