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Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort novel Chapter 552

Zachary’s voice had put Michael in a daze. He was completely silent on the other end as if he had lost his voice.

Charlotte rubbed her aching temples and hurriedly chimed in. “Michael, thanks for calling, but I have to go. We’ll be in touch.”

With that, she hung up.

Charlotte raised her head and glanced at Zachary, but there was no way to calm her heart that pounded furiously in her chest. “Well, you heard it. Michael meant to call and inform me that Helena was getting married. He didn’t mean anything else.”

“I heard.”

Zachary then returned her phone to her and walked into the bathroom without a word.

 

Charlotte gazed at him calmly, but she was frightened. The silence was unsettling. Was he a time bomb waiting to explode? Was he going to go after Michael quietly?

She was deep in thought when a knock came from outside the door. ‘Are you awake, Miss?” Mrs. Berry’s cheery voice came through. “The children want to have breakfast with the both of you.”

 

“We’ll be there in a bit!”

“Okay, I’ll set the table for you.” Mrs. Berry then left.

Charlotte walked barefooted into the bathroom cautiously. Zachary was still in the shower. “The kids are waiting for us to have breakfast together.”

“Yeah.” Zachary responded.

Charlotte didn’t dare say more but promptly started on her skincare routine in silence.

After a while, Zachary walked out of the shower in his towel, with one hand drying his still-wet hair. While he did not lose his temper, he also did not even glance at Charlotte.

Charlotte observed him from her mirror as the anxiety wormed its way into her heart.

Is this a change of strategy, perhaps? A cold war instead of your usual temper?

“I’ll go down first,” said Zachary.

Before Charlotte could ask him to wait for her, he had already left the room.

Charlotte was frustrated and disappointed by his behavior. After all, what did she do wrong?

He was unhappy when she brought up her father. And now, he gave her the cold shoulder over a phone call?

There was no way she could win.

All she could do was grit her teeth and bear with him.

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