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Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort novel Chapter 292

“I have something else to tend to!”

“Ten minutes! No! Five minutes! Wait! Three minutes! Three minutes is all it takes! Please?”

“Fine. I’ll spare you three minutes”

As Zachary gave in to Sharon’s demand, he opened the door and walked into the room.

Charlotte tried to push Michael away from her, but it was too late—the duo that was at the entrance had caught them red-handed.Sharon and Zachary paused due to Michael and Charlotte’s odd position.

Michael had his arms straightened on the couch while he was on top of Charlotte. Her exposing and messed-up gown caused others to misperceive they were in the middle of an intimate session.

The moment Zachary opened the door, a gentle breeze whizzed into the pitch-black room, causing Charlotte’s already exposing dress to billow, exposing her inner thighs and her busty figure.

The air went dead silent as things had gotten unexpectedly awkward between the parties that were present.

Charlotte could feel the murderous intent through the glint in Zachary’s eyes, although they were a few feet away.

Her heart sank because she thought the furious man would kill her for real. Immediately, she sat upright and adjusted her wrinkled gown.

“I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to get in your way! We have no idea this room is occupied, but please pay no heed to us and go on with the session that has been started!”

When things seemed to have settled down, Sharon broke the silence and stirred things up between them once more.

Literally, Charlotte could feel Zachary’s wrath because it was written all over his puckered face.

Sharon grinned and suggested, “Zachary, let’s go and leave them alone! We should stop getting in their way!”

Zachary shrugged Sharon off and made his way into the room.

Charlotte felt as if a cannibal was on his way to her. She got up from the couch but staggered due to the height of her pair of heels.

“Careful!” She almost fell, but Michael stopped her and supported her in the nick of time.

“W-We… I-I…” Sharon stuttered after she moved away from Michael.

“Hey, we’re merely having a talk, okay? Stop misunderstanding Charlotte!”

Albeit reluctantly, Michael explained the reason they were in the room when he spotted the anxious look on Charlotte and he felt bad for her.

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