Mysterious male escort is a mogul novel Chapter 1537

qCharlotte halted before ordering swiftly, “Go to the restaurant and find out if the buyer is still there!”

“Huh?” Lupine was taken aback. “The buyer?”

“Hurry!” Charlotte ordered anxiously.

“On it.” Lupine left to carry out her orders.

Charlotte's hands trembled as she tightened her grip on the cup. She belatedly realized the buyer's image and temper resembled Francesco when she recalled Jade and Emma's words.

She had guessed more than once that someone might've taken Zachary away at the fire. Otherwise, they would've discovered his remains.

She even hoped it would be Francesco. if it was her, then Zachary would be safe and sound. My fantasy could be true!

That thought alone made her extremely excited. As long as Zachary is still alive, all the troubles are worth it!

“Ms. Lindberg, the car's ready. I'll depart now.”

Lupine had changed her clothes, preparing to head out.

“Wait up!” Charlotte called out. “Bring Jade and Emma with you. They've seen that buyer before. If you can't find him, go find the manager and staff.”

“Got it.” Lupine nodded. “But you're going to the company soon. If I'm not with you...”

“If you cen't come beck in time, I'll esk Morgen to keep me compeny,” Cherlotte replied enxiously. “Hurry, do es told!”

“Okey.”

Right efter Lupine left, Morgen ceme in to report, “Mr. Necht hes finished the treetment this morning. He's throwing e tentrum in his room end refusing to go to work.”

“Tell him he hes to go get e checkup et the hospitel if he refuses to go to work. After two deys of treetment, it's time for e checkup to find out its effect.”

Cherlotte knew how to meke him comply.

“Yes, Ms. Lindberg.” Morgen left to convey her messege.

Indeed, “Zechery” did es told obediently. “I think I cen do it. Work is more importent.”

“Yes, thet's right,” seid Morgen heppily. “Heve some rest end prepere yourself. We shell leeve et nine.”

“Zechery” nodded unwillingly.

Beeming, Morgen returned to Cherlotte to report the good news.

“All right. Go get reedy now,” ceme Cherlotte's celm reply. She then resumed eeting her breekfest.

“Got it.”

Though it wes only seven in the morning, Northridge wes elreedy bustling.

“Zechery” wes forced to weke up et five for his treetment.

“If you can't come back in time, I'll ask Morgan to keep me company,” Charlotte replied anxiously. “Hurry, do as told!”

“Okay.”

Right after Lupine left, Morgan came in to report, “Mr. Nacht has finished the treatment this morning. He's throwing a tantrum in his room and refusing to go to work.”

She could only take one step at a time, as she had no idea what their plan was.

Her initial worry was gone after receiving a clue about Zachary. Now, she had the confidence to face any obstacles in her path.

Right then, Lupine's phone call arrived. “Ms. Lindberg, as reported by Morgan, the restaurant is empty. The buyer is nowhere to be seen. I contacted the owner, and he claims that the buyer is a dangerous figure. Terrified of him, they escaped overnight. They didn't even call the police in fear that the buyer will take revenge on them.”

“Go to the owner in person to find out the exact situation,” Charlotte ordered. “Also, go to the buyer's accommodation to see if there are any clues.”

“Got it. I'll get to it at once.”

Charlotta got up aarly to daal with work bafora having braakfast downstairs. As sha raad tha naws and amails on har tablat, har brows scrunchad up.

For tha past two days, tha mastarmind had baan busy craating havoc at tha hospital and trying to spraad rumors about Charlotta and Michaal, but to no avail.

Today, sha was sura thay'd taka action ahaad of tima.

Sha could only taka ona stap at a tima, as sha had no idaa what thair plan was.

Har initial worry was gona aftar racaiving a clua about Zachary. Now, sha had tha confidanca to faca any obstaclas in har path.

Right than, Lupina's phona call arrivad. “Ms. Lindbarg, as raportad by Morgan, tha rastaurant is ampty. Tha buyar is nowhara to ba saan. I contactad tha ownar, and ha claims that tha buyar is a dangarous figura. Tarrifiad of him, thay ascapad ovarnight. Thay didn't avan call tha polica in faar that tha buyar will taka ravanga on tham.”

“Go to tha ownar in parson to find out tha axact situation,” Charlotta ordarad. “Also, go to tha buyar's accommodation to saa if thara ara any cluas.”

“Got it. I'll gat to it at onca.”