Mysterious male escort is a mogul novel Chapter 188

Chapter 188

By the time she returned to the Nachts’ residence, the sun had set. As night approached, it looked as though a black veil had blanketed across the sky, making it look mysterious and distant.

Coming down from the car, Charlotte was distracted. Various questions were running amok in her mind, waiting for the answers that could settle them down.

“Ms. Windt,” greeted the surrounding guards and maids.

For a moment, Charlotte felt as if she was the lady of the house.

She shook her head, trying to shake the thought off her mind. “Where’s Mr. Nacht?” she asked.

“Mr. Nacht is at the pool. I’ll lead you there,” a maid replied.

“All right. Thank you.”

Charlotte followed the maid across the garden to the pool. From afar, she could see a large blue lamp shining at the pool.

The light made the surface of the pool shimmer, and she could see a figure swimming in it.

Under the light, his slender figure seemed nimble. Looking at him, she could feel that familiar enigmatic sense exuding off him.

Charlotte jogged toward him. She wanted to use the opportunity to find out whether he had the tattoo on his lower back.

However, when she went closer, she realized the pool was huge, and Zachary was swimming in the middle of it. From the land, she could see a patch of dark green on his back, which meant he had a tattoo. Nonetheless, she could not see the design of his tattoo clearly.

Charlotte’s heart leaped into her throat as she jogged to the other end of the pool.

She wanted to get closer to him for a better view.

However, the moment she came closer, he swam to the other side. Hence, she jogged over again.

What happened next was her running after him as he swam laps.

When Zachary surfaced and wiped his face, he gave her a mocking look.

It was as though he was looking at a fool.

“Are you doing this intentionally?” Charlotte huffed as she hunched over, tired from all the chasing.

With a smile, he lowered himself into the water again and continued swimming.

The tattoo seemed to fade in and out of his back, tempting Charlotte to come closer.

Furious, Charlotte whirled around to leave, but her footsteps halted after taking a few steps.

No. I can’t leave. If I don’t find out about his identity today, I’m not sure I’ll have any more future opportunities to do so.