Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort novel Chapter 407

After going through the recruitment procedures, Fleur handed Charlotte her work uniform and added, “Get changed, and I’ll lead you to look around and familiarize yourself with the place. The tasks you get as a promoter are not too difficult.”

“Okay, thank you, Fleur.”

However, an unsettling nervousness crept up Charlotte’s spine as she got changed. Looking in the mirror of the fitting room, she had to do a double-take.

Her skirt was barely a mini skirt. It could almost pass for a micro skirt. She had not noticed how revealing the uniform was when she saw Olivia moments ago, but after putting on the uniform herself, she felt rather uneasy.

In the mirror, she saw herself in a fitted V-neck blouse in white with a contrasting black mini skirt. The pencil skirt barely covered her voluptuous bum. The bunny ear headband she had on was cute indeed but made her outfit look like lingerie.

“Urgh… Is the collar of my blouse too big? And this skirt is… “

Charlotte felt extremely uncomfortable in the uniform.

“The other promoters are wearing the same uniform. Didn’t you see Olivia just now? Okay, but this does look really provocative on you since you have such a good figure,” Fleur chuckled.

“So… “ Charlotte pursed her lips.

“I think you can just wear this for tonight. You can alter this uniform when you get the time tomorrow. Anything goes as long as you don’t make any big modifications. And also… This!”

Whipping out a black-laced mask, Fleur exclaimed, “A mask! All the promoters have one each.”

“Thank you,” Charlotte said, putting the mask on. Okay, even if I come across Zachary, he wouldn’t be able to recognize me in this mask, would he?”

“Alright, let’s get going. I’ll show you the range of alcohol we sell at the bar. You’ll need to memorize the price list.”

“Okay.”

Charlotte followed Fleur to the main hall.

Most were sublimed in the atmosphere with movement to the pulse and beats. A few dancers were pole-dancing on the stage, and the men below were howling like dogs in heat. Some were even taking off their tops as they swayed to the upbeat music.

“See? These men have their eyes on the dancers. No one would notice you. Don’t worry too much.” Fleur tried to reassure her.