Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort novel Chapter 78

“What… What do you think you’re doing?” Amanda was so frightened that she backed up against a wall.

“Don’t worry. Even if I wanted to kill you, I wouldn’t do it right here…” Charlotte forced her against the wall with the knife. Her eyes narrowing into thin lines, she said icily, “All I wanted to tell you is that the poor and downtrodden will never fear those who live in luxury. Don’t force my hand, Amanda, or who knows what I might do to you!”

As she spoke, she suddenly thrust the knife…

“Ahhhh!” Amanda let out a blood-curdling scream.

However, the knife never pierced her skin. Instead, it got lodged in the wooden door behind her.

The woman had already been scared out of her wits. Taking the bank card from Charlotte, she turned and fled immediately…

Charlotte watched her leave, heaving a long sigh of relief as she did. Just as she was about to enter the house, she found Mrs. Berry standing in the doorway, looking at her with tears in her eyes. “Miss, I’m so sorry for the trouble…”

The housekeeper felt extremely sorry for Charlotte. The latter had been coddled her entire childhood, with servants always bustling around to attend to her every need. Now, she had to resort to frightening an intruder off with a fruit knife to keep her family safe.

“Mrs. Berry, what’s up with you?’

Charlotte didn’t care much. All she wanted was to lead a happy, peaceful life with Mrs. Berry and her children; she wouldn’t allow anyone to spoil it for her.

“Mommy, Mommy…” Fifi flew out of the house and flapped around her head. “Dinnertime, dinnertime.”

“Ooh, are you hungry, Fifi? Let’s go inside.” She put an arm around Mrs. Berry and said amusedly, “Mrs. Berry, you must be aging backward into a child again. Why are you crying your eyes out over a matter like this?”

“I just feel bad for you, my girl.”

Mrs. Berry sniffed violently and wiped away her tears, hoping that the children wouldn’t find anything amiss.

“Mrs. Berry, Mommy, it’s time for dinner!”

The children quickly helped to set the table, and all of them settled around for a happy meal together.

Just as Charlotte picked up her chopsticks, she received a notification on her phone: Gigolo In Debt has just transferred you eighty thousand.

Charlotte was overjoyed upon seeing that. Immediately, she picked up her phone and texted him: So much money?

‘Gigolo In Debt’ replied: We received a few huge orders.

She quickly sent another text: Wow, that’s amazing! I thought you were lazing your time away these past few days.

I shall be the most hard-working gigolo you’ve ever seen!

Haha! Look how self-aware you are. I’m proud of your improvement!

Are you happy because my business has improved?

Of course. Doesn’t that mean I earn more money? Keep up the good work!