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Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort novel Chapter 21

Zachary was wearing a pair of shades and clad in an off-white casual suit, looking cold and overbearing.

He did not answer Charlotte’s question, but took off the black-gold ring on his index finger instead, before throwing it into the pool. With that same overbearing aura around him, he commanded, “Retrieve it!”

“Huh?” Charlotte was stunned, unable to fathom why Zachary was doing this.

“Mm?” Zachary cocked an arrogant brow.

“Mr. Nacht, have… have I offended you in any way?” Charlotte asked nervously, “If I have done something wrong, I apologize to you!”

 

“Are you going to retrieve it or not?” Zachary kept things straight and concise.

“I…”

Charlotte wanted to say something, but she was afraid she might lose her job. Thus, she had no choice but to suppress all her grievances and take off her leather shoes to retrieve his ring from the pool.

 

The moment she entered the pool, her teeth began chattering from the cold.

It was earlier winter, so the water in the pool was freezing, especially when the wind blew past.

 

Charlotte shivered, but could only steel herself and lower her head into the water in search for his ring.

On the recliner, Zachary’s lips tugged into a smug smile upon seeing this.

Finding such a small item in a huge swimming pool was basically looking for a needle in a haystack.

Charlotte hugged her arms as she shivered violently. After more than half an hour, she finally caught sight of the ring.

She frantically dived below to retrieve it. By the time she stood back up, her whole body was soaked.

She tossed her long hair over her shoulder and wiped the water off her face, yelling with joy, “I found it!”

The sunlight reflected off the ring, making it dazzle beautifully, and her smile looked especially bright as well.

Zachary’s lips curved into a frosty smile as he beckoned her with a finger.

Charlotte hastily got out of the pool and handed the ring back to him. “Here’s your ring, Mr. Nacht!”

Zachary lifted his eyes to look at her, and burning desire gradually filled his gaze.

Even though Charlotte had no makeup on, her pure and natural beauty, as well as her inherent noble temperament was more than enough to make up for it.

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