Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort novel Chapter 672

The fog of mystery around Charlotte’s disappearance only seemed to thicken.

When Zachary finally arrived at Coldbridge with a palpitating heart, he ended up with the same findings. Having lost his calm, he ran around like a maniac and went to every location he could possibly think of to search for Charlotte.

In the unrelenting storm, Zachary sprinted down the streets yelling Charlotte’s name.

His clothes were completely drenched, his voice turned raspy, and his eyes were bloodshot.

As he stared at the wrecked ambulance with an unmistakable pool of blood in front of it and the tainted shreds of Charlotte’s bridal gown, he felt his heart being torn into pieces.

He could not forgive himself for putting Charlotte in harm’s way and letting Henry send her off to a foreign country.

Nor could he accept that he failed to rescue her in time.

Dark thoughts invaded Zachary’s mind. What if she was tortured and has already died? What if…

It pained him just thinking those thoughts.

With his brows furrowing deeper, he swept his eyes around him in panic. He had never felt so helpless and afraid in his life.

What if she’s really dead?

What am I supposed to do then?

What am I supposed to do?

Zachary was on edge. “Charlotte! Where are you? Can you please come out? I don’t want to play this game of hide-and-seek anymore! Come out! Come out!” His raspy cries were lost in the raging storm.

“Robbie, Jamie, and Ellie are all waiting for you to come home! They’ve been missing you every single day… I promised them that I’d bring you home! You can’t do this to me! Charlotte, Charlotte! Come out… I’m begging you…”

Out of sheer terror and fear, his voice grew softer, and he eventually trailed off.

Tears trickled down his cheeks as he looked down at the dirt below in devastation. “I’m sorry… I’m sorry… I’m sorry…” he murmured those words incessantly.

In a dark corner some distance away, Henry watched on as his grandson cried in the rain.