Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort novel Chapter 289

Charlotte closed the door and put on the white-laced dress the woman passed her without further ado.

Although the woman wasn’t a match for Charlotte in terms of figures, they were of the same height. Therefore, Charlotte could easily put on the dress.

However, the initially simple-looking dress morphed into an elegant-looking gown as soon as Charlotte put it on.

To prevent others from recognizing her, Charlotte found a piece of white-laced cloth and made it into a face veil to go along with the dress. Her glistering eyes were the only facial feature that was visible to the public.

“That’s a brilliant idea! I don’t think they can tell the difference now!” The woman exclaimed in excitement.

“I want you to stay here and wait for me, okay? I’ll return to you once I’m done with the performance.” Charlotte urged the injured woman to take care of herself and handed over the purse she had to her. “Please take care of these on my behalf.”

“Okay!” The woman nodded vigorously because she was thrilled. “Miss, what’s your name? I’m a student at H City Music Academy. My name is Olivia, Olivia Peyton.”

“My name is Charlotte.” As Charlotte introduced herself, they heard the sound of someone knocking on the door. A few seconds later, Ms. Goldstein’s deadpan voice could be heard. “Why have you locked the door, Olivia? Are you sure you’re giving up on such a rare opportunity?”

Olivia got anxious all of a sudden. She whispered and asked, “What should we do?”

“It’s fine! Let’s play along with her!” Charlotte stuffed the first-aid kit behind the partition and told Olivia to stay put until her return. Then, she proceeded to leave with the sheet music.

“What the heck are you up to?” When Ms. Goldstein saw Charlotte, she thought the woman in front of her was Olivia. “What’s going on with the face veil? What about your hand?”

When she lowered her gaze to check on the performer’s wounds, she noticed the woman in front of her wasn’t injured at all. However, she had a huge scab on the back of her left hand.

“Y-You…” Ms. Goldstein was confused.

“I’ll be heading over to the stage now.” Charlotte strode over to the banquet hall before Ms. Goldstein could grasp the situation.

The fierce-looking woman went after her and yelled, “W-Who are you? You better don’t mess up the performance!”

Immediately after the violinists’ performance, Charlotte walked up the stage with the sheet music.