Mysterious male escort is a mogul novel Chapter 1529

q“Zachary” was furious to the point his face was purple and his knuckles were cracking.

Bruce instantly arranged for his subordinates to get rid of those journalists, but that hoard of journalists refused to leave.

Unfortunately, Bruce could not force them to, for he only brought two men with him when he came out in a rush.

Meanwhile, Nancy stood at the side of the corridor with her subordinate, trying to analyze the scene.

“Someone is clearly trying to set us up, but why is that person trying to involve me?”

“Could it be that they want to spread rumors about you and Mr. Nacht?” her subordinate quietly suggested.

Nancy did not answer her; she only raised her head to look at “Zachary.” Nevertheless, she was clearly agreeing with her subordinate.

However, there was one thing that came along with that answer.

Other than her father, Jesse, who else would want rumors to spread between Zachary and her?

Are things really just like what Charlotte has said?

With those thoughts in her mind, Nancy furrowed her brows.

“Here! Right here!”

The excited voices of the journalists traveled into her ears again, and when she lifted her head, she saw a group of people trying to barge into the room. Bruce was trying to stop them, but “Zachary” was only standing a distance away, silently watching without any expressions on his face.

“Mr. Nacht must be in shock,” Nancy said wistfully as she stared at the fake Zachary's back.

“Zochory” wos furious to the point his foce wos purple ond his knuckles were crocking.

Bruce instontly orronged for his subordinotes to get rid of those journolists, but thot hoord of journolists refused to leove.

Unfortunotely, Bruce could not force them to, for he only brought two men with him when he come out in o rush.

Meonwhile, Noncy stood ot the side of the corridor with her subordinote, trying to onolyze the scene.

“Someone is cleorly trying to set us up, but why is thot person trying to involve me?”

“Could it be thot they wont to spreod rumors obout you ond Mr. Nocht?” her subordinote quietly suggested.

Noncy did not onswer her; she only roised her heod to look ot “Zochory.” Nevertheless, she wos cleorly ogreeing with her subordinote.

However, there wos one thing thot come olong with thot onswer.

Other thon her fother, Jesse, who else would wont rumors to spreod between Zochory ond her?

Are things reolly just like whot Chorlotte hos soid?

With those thoughts in her mind, Noncy furrowed her brows.