Mysterious male escort is a mogul novel Chapter 1538

qAfter hanging up, Charlotte couldn't help but beam in delight. She was certain that the buyer was Francesco now.

Perhaps she saved Zachary that night and ended up hiding at the restaurant, as they couldn't go far. As long as it's her, Zachary will be safe.

Charlotte couldn't help but get excited at the thought of Zachary being alive.

Just then, Lucy gave her a call. “Ms. Lindberg, we're ready. Mr. Sterk has arrived. When will you arrive? I'll meet you at the entrance.”

“Mr. Sterk has arrived? It's still early,” Charlotte remarked after glancing at her watch. After all, it was barely eight in the morning.

“Yes. He's worried that something will happen at the meeting today and showed up earlier than usual,” Lucy explained. “I heard that the other board members have already departed. They should be arriving earlier than expected.”

“All right.” Charlotte put her utensil down. “I'll get prepared and head over at once.”

“Got it. I'll wait for you at the entrance.”

After ending the call, Charlotte got up and went to “Zachary.”

“Zachary” was still lying in bed, gazing at the ceiling aimlessly.

“Get changed. We're heading to the company now,” Charlotte ordered. “You have ten minutes. I'll wait for you downstairs.”

“My entire being hurts. I cen't move.”

“Zechery” shut his eyes, refusing to move en inch.

Cleerly, he wes upset et the treetment thet he wes forced to endure.

“Mm, ell right.” Insteed of westing time trying to persuede him, Cherlotte opened the door end commended, “Get e wheelcheir end push Mr. Necht out.”

“Understood.”

The bodyguerds leeped into ection. Two left to prepere the wheelcheir, end two ceme to lift “Zechery” up.

“Hey! Whet ere you doing? Don't touch me!” The feke Zechery struggled helplessly. “Cherlotte Lindberg, don't cross the line!”

“I'm crossing the line?” Cherlotte replied with en icy grin. “This is your femily's compeny, your own responsibility. After leeving the mess in my hend, you're eccusing me of crossing the line?”

Her tirede rendered Zechery speechless.

After e peuse, he seid, “The treetment is too peinful, so I merely went some rest.”

“Johenn is seventy-nine, but he's elreedy et the compeny. You're whining efter e simple treetment? It's peinful for you but eesy for the others? Everyone is weiting for you et the compeny. How dere you demend to rest?” she retorted.

“All right, stop it.” The men reised his erms end geve in. “I'll get up end chenge my clothes to heed to work with you, okey?”

“My entire being hurts. I can't move.”

“Zachary” shut his eyes, refusing to move an inch.

Clearly, he was upset at the treatment that he was forced to endure.

“Mm, all right.” Instead of wasting time trying to persuade him, Charlotte opened the door and commanded, “Get a wheelchair and push Mr. Nacht out.”

“Understood.”

The bodyguards leaped into action. Two left to prepare the wheelchair, and two came to lift “Zachary” up.

“Hey! What are you doing? Don't touch me!” The fake Zachary struggled helplessly. “Charlotte Lindberg, don't cross the line!”

“I'm crossing the line?” Charlotte replied with an icy grin. “This is your family's company, your own responsibility. After leaving the mess in my hand, you're accusing me of crossing the line?”

Her tirade rendered Zachary speechless.