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Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort novel Chapter 702

“Hey! How is that okay?” blurted Ben as his eyes bulged. He complained, “That’s obviously cheating!”

“He’s right. This is too much,” said Marino angrily.

“We never said that the target can’t move,” refuted Lupine with her head held high. She continued, “If you’re not happy with the result, you can send someone to hold the target and work together as well. Anything goes as long as the objective is achieved.”

“You…” growled Ben, his face scrunching up in anger. He turned to Zachary.

Zachary, on the other hand, simply looked at Charlotte with a calm look.

“She’s right,” said Charlotte nonchalantly while shrugging.

 

“How unreasonable can you get?” complained Ben as he cracked his knuckles.

The business tycoons were touching their noses and clearing their throats endlessly at the side. No one dared to speak up.

 

Lindberg Corporation was indeed being unreasonable, but this was just a game. It was not an official tournament, so there were never any actual rules set in place.

Whether or not it was fair would depend on Zachary’s take on the matter.

That was why everyone had their eyes on him and was waiting for his response.

“Hmm… If Ms. Lindberg thinks it’s fine, then I’m okay with it as well,” replied Zachary. He nodded before turning to Ben and ordering, “Go on.”

“But Mr. Nacht…”

Ben was stunned in place. He never expected that the renowned Mr. Nacht, who he and his friends respected and cared about, would actually stoop that low and abandon his values for a woman.

He wants me to continue even after we’re being pushed to this extent? Has her beauty chased his brain out of his head?

“Go on,” demanded Zachary.

Ben felt horrible, but he had no choice but to swallow all his fury and push forward.

Only half a petal was left on the rose. Ben had to hit it or the Lindberg family would definitely win the game.

Even though it wasn’t a hard task for Ben to strike those petals, the fact that the other party had broken the rules made him wary. There is no saying if that b*tch will move the target at the last second.

If she moves even a little, I will miss the target.

Gah! That woman already has her brows raised like that and doesn’t even bother standing upright now.

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