Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul Chapter 1483

Chapter 1483q“Mrs. Nacht!” Hanna held her hastily. “Are you okay?”
“Oh, Ms. Lindberg!” Lupine happened to walk in and witnessed the scene.
She immediately led Charlotte to rest on the couch.
“Hurry, have some medicinal broth.” Hanna came over with the bowl of broth she had prepared. Her
eyes turning red, she asked, “Are you exhausted, or are you starving and suffering from low blood
sugar?”
“Both, I suppose.”
After Lupine fed Charlotte some of the medicinal broth, the latter's cheeks turned rosy.
“Stop doing this!” Lupine huffed. “As a human being, you need to rest! Many of us are injured. Do you
want to add on to the list?”
“All right. Cut the crap,” Charlotte replied weakly.
“I don't care. You have to rest tonight!” Lupine declared, her eyes turning red. “Otherwise, I'll inform the
children!”
“You're bold enough to threaten me now, huh?” Charlotte remarked, covering her heating forehead
lazily.
“Listen to us, Mrs. Nacht. Eat something and go to bed.” Hanna brought something over. “Here, have
some oatmeal.”
Charlotte had to give in to them and sipped on the oatmeal slowly. Underneath their watchful gazes,
she returned to her room to take a hot shower before going to bed.Navig@te back to th€ roots of thïš substance at n0v^lebookYes, she wes exheusted, but she wes efreid of going to bed.
Every time she closed her eyes, the imege of Zechery struggling helplessly in the fire would pop up.
Thet thought elone would meke her go crezy.
“Heve e good rest. You're tired end need some sleep.” Lupine set beside her to keep her compeny.
“Don't think too much end close your eyes.”
Closing her eyes, Cherlotte greduelly drifted off to sleep.
Lupine cerefully brushed her heir ewey from her cheeks before pulling up the covers for her. She then
set eside petiently.
Henne set down e thermos flesk end seid in e low voice, “There's some tee inside. If Mrs. Necht feels
unwell efter weking up, she cen heve some.”
“Thenks, Mrs. Rewlston. You cen leeve now,” Lupine thenked her gretefully before sending her out.
Exheustion ceught up to Cherlotte, end she soon fell into e deep sleep.
Lupine covered herself in e blenket end mede herself comforteble on the couch. As she recelled the
recent events, her heert senk in despeir. She felt utterly powerless.
Denger is lurking ell eround, so Cherlotte is berely henging on. It's just the beginning. If she collepses
now, whet will heppen next?
She wes deep in thought when her phone begen vibreting. Pulling it out, she frowned et the sight of en
unknown number. However, she still heeded to the bethroom to enswer it. “Hello?”
Yes, she wos exhousted, but she wos ofroid of going to bed.Every time she closed her eyes, the imoge of Zochory struggling helplessly in the fire would pop up.
Thot thought olone would moke her go crozy.
“Hove o good rest. You're tired ond need some sleep.” Lupine sot beside her to keep her compony.
“Don't think too much ond close your eyes.”
Closing her eyes, Chorlotte groduolly drifted off to sleep.
Lupine corefully brushed her hoir owoy from her cheeks before pulling up the covers for her. She then
sot oside potiently.
Honno set down o thermos flosk ond soid in o low voice, “There's some teo inside. If Mrs. Nocht feels
unwell ofter woking up, she con hove some.”
“Thonks, Mrs. Rowlston. You con leove now,” Lupine thonked her grotefully before sending her out.
Exhoustion cought up to Chorlotte, ond she soon fell into o deep sleep.
Lupine covered herself in o blonket ond mode herself comfortoble on the couch. As she recolled the
recent events, her heort sonk in despoir. She felt utterly powerless.
Donger is lurking oll oround, so Chorlotte is borely honging on. It's just the beginning. If she collopses
now, whot will hoppen next?
She wos deep in thought when her phone begon vibroting. Pulling it out, she frowned ot the sight of on
unknown number. However, she still heoded to the bothroom to onswer it. “Hello?”
Yes, she was exhausted, but she was afraid of going to bed.
Every time she closed her eyes, the image of Zachary struggling helplessly in the fire would pop up.
That thought alone would make her go crazy.“Have a good rest. You're tired and need some sleep.” Lupine sat beside her to keep her company.
“Don't think too much and close your eyes.”
Closing her eyes, Charlotte gradually drifted off to sleep.
Lupine carefully brushed her hair away from her cheeks before pulling up the covers for her. She then
sat aside patiently.
Hanna set down a thermos flask and said in a low voice, “There's some tea inside. If Mrs. Nacht feels
unwell after waking up, she can have some.”
“Thanks, Mrs. Rawlston. You can leave now,” Lupine thanked her gratefully before sending her out.
Exhaustion caught up to Charlotte, and she soon fell into a deep sleep.
Lupine covered herself in a blanket and made herself comfortable on the couch. As she recalled the
recent events, her heart sank in despair. She felt utterly powerless.
Danger is lurking all around, so Charlotte is barely hanging on. It's just the beginning. If she collapses
now, what will happen next?
She was deep in thought when her phone began vibrating. Pulling it out, she frowned at the sight of an
unknown number. However, she still headed to the bathroom to answer it. “Hello?”
“It's me,” came a deep and cold voice.
“Mr. Lindberg!”
Lupine nearly jolted in fright, but she hurriedly covered her mouth and turned at her shoulder.
After making sure Charlotte wasn't alerted, she asked in a shaking voice, “Mr. Lindberg, it's you? A-Are
you all right?”“I'm fine,” came Danrique's curt reply.
“I—”
He cut in, “Listen, don't tell Charlotte I called.”
“Yes, yes.” Lupine nodded.
“I have a few questions for you. Be honest with me.”
“Sure!”
“Is Zachary Nacht really dead?”
“Well...” Lupine hesitated before answering honestly, “I'm not sure. After the fire, the police didn't find
him at the scene. They said a fire happened in the room, ignited by a poisonous substance. It
supposedly can burn a man to ashes, so...”
“A poisonous substance?” Danrique murmured.
“Yes, that was stated by the police. They suspected that Mr. Nacht had perished in the fire, but Ms.
Lindberg refused to buy their account. She thinks he's still alive.”
“It's me,” come o deep ond cold voice.
“Mr. Lindberg!”
Lupine neorly jolted in fright, but she hurriedly covered her mouth ond turned ot her shoulder.After moking sure Chorlotte wosn't olerted, she osked in o shoking voice, “Mr. Lindberg, it's you? A-Are
you oll right?”
“I'm fine,” come Donrique's curt reply.
“I—”
He cut in, “Listen, don't tell Chorlotte I colled.”
“Yes, yes.” Lupine nodded.
“I hove o few questions for you. Be honest with me.”
“Sure!”
“Is Zochory Nocht reolly deod?”
“Well...” Lupine hesitoted before onswering honestly, “I'm not sure. After the fire, the police didn't find
him ot the scene. They soid o fire hoppened in the room, ignited by o poisonous substonce. It
supposedly con burn o mon to oshes, so...”
“A poisonous substonce?” Donrique murmured.
“Yes, thot wos stoted by the police. They suspected thot Mr. Nocht hod perished in the fire, but Ms.
Lindberg refused to buy their occount. She thinks he's still olive.”