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Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort novel Chapter 67

“Oh, really?” Charlotte said, forcing herself to stay calm. “Congratulations, Aunt Amanda!”

“Haha! Thanks,” Amanda guffawed. “Dinner’s at six o’ clock tonight. Luna, my son-in-law and my grandson will be there, so don’t be late! Oh, as for my son-in-law…”

“Yeah, Hector, I know him,” Charlotte said, pretending to sound nonchalant. “I’ll be there on time.”

“That’s great!” Amanda chirped. “Do you need me to send a car to pick you up?”

“No need, we’ll go there on our own,” Charlotte said coldly. “It’s about time you get going, Aunt Amanda. My house isn’t exactly in the best state to have you around.”

“No worries. I’m taking my leave now,” Amanda said. “I won’t disturb you or your family as long as you behave yourself!”

Charlotte’s expression was rather glum as she hung up the phone, and she started to reminisce about her past.

Her father had built Windt Corporation from scratch, and they shared a tiny apartment back when he first started.

Richard Windt spent most of his time taking care of the company, and it had been Mrs. Berry who looked after Charlotte.

As she aged, the houses she lived in grew bigger as well.

 

When she turned sixteen, her father became the richest man in H City, and they moved to a beautiful villa in the southern mountains.

You’re my little princess, Charlotte. I want you to live happily ever after, her father had told her on the day they moved.

Charlotte never got to meet her mother, but she was a happy little girl nonetheless.

However, her father had been way too protective of her, and when everything started to crash and burn around her, she could only stand by and watch helplessly.

If not for her kids, she would have followed her father’s footsteps and committed suicide too.

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