Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort novel Chapter 408

To Charlotte’s dismay, one of the customers in that private room was none other than Jackson White, the former vice president of Synder Group.

Back in Ashenville Garden, Sharon had tried to arrange for Jackson and her to get together, and he had also made a move on her, angering Zachary and causing him to lose his place in the project.

To make matters worse, Sharon fired Jackson afterward in an attempt to please Zachary.

Though Charlotte had not seen him at all since the incident, she knew that he probably held a grudge against her for landing him in his unfortunate situation. If he were to find out that Charlotte was the promoter standing before him, he might set her up for trouble.

Sensing the impending danger, Charlotte turned around without hesitation, wanting to leave. However, a drunk customer in the private room grabbed her hand, snorting, “Hah… This one is really sexy. I’ll have her.”

Panicking, Charlotte shook the drunk man off and stepped back. “I’m a promoter, not a hostess.” 

“The hostesses are coming right this moment,” Olivia quickly added.

“Really? You’ve got a pretty good figure for a promoter. Let me take a look at your face too!” His gaze was lustful.

Before Charlotte could even react, the drunk man snatched her mask.

As Charlotte moved away by reflex, her mask was torn in half, exposing much of her face.

Jackson, who was sitting on the sofa, raised an eyebrow and then stared intently at Charlotte with an ominous darkness in his eyes.

“Damn you! Why is a whore like you acting all innocent? I know what you’re here for! So what if you’re a promoter? Name a price. I have all the money!” The drunk man yelled aggressively.

“Sir, the promoters here don’t sell anything else but alcohol. As I said, the hostesses are coming soon!” Olivia explained indignantly.

“How dare you talk back at me!” The drunk man raised his hand and was about to slap Olivia.

Charlotte immediately blocked his raised arm and said firmly, “Enough is enough! Don’t go overboard!”

“So what if I go overboard? I’m buying you tonight! Hmph. Your hand is so smooth. I bet you’re a real beauty.” He cackled creepily.