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Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort novel Chapter 83

“Am I his wife, or is she?” Luna’s face turned ashen with anger.

“Stay calm,” Amanda held her daughter’s hand, comforting her.

Meanwhile, Charlotte could not sit still as she was worried that Amanda and Luna would be creating trouble for her again.

At that moment, Zachary gave her hand a light squeeze. It was a subtle action, but it strangely had a calming effect on her.

She turned to look at the man. He was focusing on the stage and did not have any kind of expression on his face, but the warmth of his hand set her heart at ease.

She could feel something tugging at her heartstrings; it was a funny feeling…

Dinner was served a while later. That night’s charity auction had a special arrangement where guests could dine and participate in the auction at the same time.

Guests were seated as family units – each table only had guests from the same family.

Charlotte subconsciously licked her lips when a French dish was served to her table. The small piece of cake she had eaten in the car previously had not been enough to make her feel full.

Zachary took over the cup of red wine from the waiter and raised his glass towards her.

 

She raised a toast to him as well and took a sip of the wine while saying casually, “It’s really generous of you to serve such fine wine to your guests!”

“Huh?” he cocked his brow and asked, “You know what wine this is?”

“How could I not know?” She continued cutting her steak and without looking up, she said, “Aubleener Blanc from S Winery in Arkfield. There’re only 78 barrels in the whole world. Don’t you think it’s a waste to serve such exquisite wine at a function like this?”

“I didn’t know you were familiar with wine,” he replied as his lips curled up. “I’ve actually acquired the entire batch of Aubleener Blanc. By right, no one would have tasted it. How did you know?”

“I visited S Winery with my dad eight years ago and tasted it in the wine cellar. My dad was intending to buy a few barrels of it, but it was a pity that someone snatched all of it before we could buy any. I never expected the person to be you.”

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