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Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort novel Chapter 339

As Zachary had predicted, the night was tormenting for Charlotte.

Michael arranged for the maid to fill the bathtub with warm water and reminded her to have a hot bath before resting for the night.

However, she could not fall asleep at all. Sitting on the bathtub with her knees drawn to her chest, she stared at the dark phone screen and slowly spaced out.

She was waiting for that call…

Filled with anxiety, she dared not blink or breathe loudly, afraid that she would miss out on any news about her children.As long as she could meet her children and live peacefully with her family, she was even willing to become Zachary’s slave.

However, an hour slowly ticked by.

Her eyes were tearing up from constantly staring at her phone, but it did not ring even once.

 

Charlotte buried her head between her knees and let her tears drip into the bathtub.

Afraid that something bad might happen to Charlotte, the maid knocked on the door urgently and entered. After helping her out of the bathtub, the maid wiped her body dry, wrapped a bathrobe around her, and blow-dried her hair.

By the time everything was completed, it was already one in the morning.

Yet, Charlotte still did not receive any news on her phone.

Filled with tormenting anguish, she could not endure it anymore and called Zachary.

Beep… Beep…

The ringtone ensued for a long time without anyone answering the call. Hence, it ended automatically.

Charlotte’s hands trembled as she gripped her phone. However, afraid that Zachary would be enraged and vent his anger on the children, she did not dare to make another call.

However, she couldn’t wait idly.

Hence, she sent a message to Zachary.

I know that I was wrong. You can make me do anything. Please, just release my children.

I’ll listen to your every command in the future. Even if I have to become your slave, I won’t resist anymore. Please release my children. I’m begging you, Zachary.

Please…

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