Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort novel Chapter 242

After being tied for God knows how long, Charlotte felt her limbs go numb. She tried her best to struggle free but her wrists and ankles were already burning. It felt as if the cloth was going to cut through them.

Finally, she gave up struggling to save herself some energy.

She then noticed it was so quiet outside that she couldn’t hear a thing.

She surmised that the bodyguards and maids must have known that Zachary was furious. Hence, they didn’t dare to anger him further.

Suddenly, her phone rang and she could see that it was Michael that was calling.

She tried to wiggle her arm to answer but wasn’t successful. All she could do was stare blankly at it until the call ended by itself.

After a long time, she noticed a light dancing about her window. She was delighted by it as she knew it must be Michael trying to signal her.

She wanted to respond but her mouth was stuffed. Unfortunately, she was unable to make a sound after all.

She tried turning her body violently so that she could move the bed by force. Or perhaps, push over the vase on the bedside table so that she could make a signal. However, her efforts were futile.

The bed was solid while her hands were secured tightly.

It was impossible for her to escape or even try to reach for anything else.

After a while, the light suddenly went off.

And then, she heard the sound of a car engine starting. Are they leaving?

Charlotte desperately cried out in her muffled voice, hoping that she could get their attention.

However, it was to no avail as the car left without stopping.

Charlotte lay back on the bed in despair. Staring at the ceiling, she felt as if she was on the verge of emotional collapse.

Knock! Knock! There was a knock on the door, following which, Raina entered the room.

“Sob… Sob…” As if she had seen her savior, Charlotte pleaded for her help.

Raina turned on the light and pushed her medical trolley over. She then removed the cloth that was stuffed in Charlotte’s mouth.

“Dr. Langhan, please let me go,” Charlotte begged.

“Without Mr. Nacht’s permission, I cannot do that.”

Raina held up a cup with a straw to give her a drink.