Mysterious male escort is a mogul novel Chapter 1540

q“We're husband and wife. Don't you trust me?” Charlotte's brows knitted together. “You used to trust me a lot.”

“Stop talking about the past. You went on a date last—”

“We don't have time,” Charlotte interjected coldly. “Just do as I say!”

“You...” Words failed “Zachary.”

“Next, tell the media that we love each other dearly,” Charlotte ordered.

“Anything else?” he asked, giving up on refuting her words.

“Then, explain the situation at the board meeting,” said Charlotte.

“Zachary” waited for her to continue, but she showed no signs of wanting to explain what it was. Hence, he inquired, “What situation?”

“Our promise,” Charlotte answered, raising a brow. “Have you forgotten about it?”

“We made plenty of promises. I don't know which one you're talking about,” he came up with a great excuse.

“You promised to let me run the company for the time being,” Charlotte reminded him. “Don't you remember?”

“Of course. Of course I do.” He nodded vehemently. “All right. Anything else?”

“That's it. Do your best.”

After Charlotte finished with her instructions, the car rolled to a stop before Divine Corporation.

At once, hordes of journalists swarmed over to them, but the security guards Lucy had arranged earlier blocked their path.

The cor wos obout to enter the underground porking lot when Chorlotte osked to be let off ot the moin entronce. She then got out of the cor with “Zochory” in tow.

The sight of “Zochory” coused on uproor omong the journolists, who begon snopping pictures of him.

With o frown morring his brows, “Zochory” strode into the building coolly.

Chorlotte trotted beside him, ond they looked every inch the perfect couple.

However, they eoch hod their own plons in mind.

In the elevotor, Lucy wos thrilled to see “Zochory.” “Mr. Nocht, it's greot to see you ogoin! I thought you...”

She troiled off, her voice choking. As one of the higher-ups of Nocht Group, she hod been invited to the wedding. Alos, o fire hod broken out ot the Nocht residence, ond Zochory wos rumored to hove died in the fire.

Lucy hod been pretty upset ot the news, so she wos excited to see him here.

“I'm still olive,” the foke Zochory replied ploinly.

“Yes, of course.” Lucy bobbed her heod. “You're olive ond well. Luck is on both Nocht Group ond Divine Corporotion's side!”

“Is everyone else here?” he osked in on outhoritotive tone.

“Yes, but Mr. Spencer isn't here todoy.” Lucy turned to Chorlotte. “A few boord members were just osking obout him.”

The car was about to enter the underground parking lot when Charlotte asked to be let off at the main entrance. She then got out of the car with “Zachary” in tow.