Mysterious male escort is a mogul novel Chapter 1742

qCharlotte returned home after seeing Francesca off to find Zachary sipping on his coffee with an open newspaper in his hands.

Flaring up instinctively, she stomped toward him. “Why did you lie to Francesca, Zachary?”

He folded the newspaper and smiled pleasantly at her in response. “You're home, Wifey. Have some breakfast.”

Charlotte wrenched his ear. “Answer me.”

“I will after you make yourself comfortable.” Zachary coaxed her patiently despite the pain. “Have you seen her ledger?”

“I did.” Charlotte maintained her frosty glare. “Though what she did was over the line, you were the one to have agreed to it with your thumbprint. Don't make promises you can't keep!”

“I was so ill that I did not even know what I was agreeing to,” he protested indignantly. “All I remember was my thumb being nipped for blood whenever she charged me for something. You can imagine how much I've been taken advantage of.”

“When I regained consciousness,” he added fearfully, “she threatened to have her wolves devour me if I did not agree to her exorbitant sum.”

Charlotte's anger abated momentarily. “That does sound like her. She's definitely capable of something like that.”

As if suddenly recalling that she was in the middle of chastising him, her brow hardened again. “Be that as it may, you owe her your life. If you didn't find the terms agreeable, you should have discussed them with her instead of manipulating her with the five million!”

“I did no such thing,” Zachary replied calmly. “As all of the resources of Nacht Group are currently under your name, I'm left with only ten million or so by Rodney's estimate. Her fee alone is exactly half that amount.”

“You!” Charlotte blurted, too angry to speak. “You businessmen are all the same! Cunning and deceitful!”

Zachary burst out laughing as he gave her an affectionate squeeze. “I don't really intend on defaulting, you know. I was only teasing you.”