Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul Chapter 1525

Chapter 1525qThe subordinate then drove to South Sea Hotel.
Bruce, who was seated in the front passenger seat, was baffled. Why did Mrs. Nacht rush out in such a
hurry? Why is Mr. Nacht going after her? What happened? Should I tell Mrs. Nacht about this?
“Don't you dare think of telling her about this,” the fake Zachary warned furiously, having read Bruce's
mind. “I hope you know who you're actually loyal to.”
At that, Bruce hung his head and muttered, “Yes, Sir.”
“Zachary” then shot him another glare before returning his focus to the road, seemingly plagued by bad
thoughts.
Meanwhile, Charlotte had arrived at South Sea Hotel with Morgan.
Michael had been waiting for her for quite a while. When he saw her, he swiftly walked over and
greeted, “Charlotte!”
“Why are you waiting here?”
Charlotte frowned before turning to scan her surroundings. Fortunately, there was no one suspicious
around.
She quickly dragged Michael further into the building before whispering, “The whole world is watching
us now. I'm even going out with just one person and an ordinary car to avoid catching other people's
attention. Why are you still standing at the entrance to meet me? What if someone caught you on
camera?”
“Don't worry. The people in the hotel are all my people.” Unlike Charlotte, Michael was calm. “How are
things on your side, Charlotte? I heard that Mr. Nacht is back?”The subordinote then drove to South Seo Hotel.
Bruce, who wos seoted in the front possenger seot, wos boffled. Why did Mrs. Nocht rush out in such o
hurry? Why is Mr. Nocht going ofter her? Whot hoppened? Should I tell Mrs. Nocht obout this?
“Don't you dore think of telling her obout this,” the foke Zochory worned furiously, hoving reod Bruce's
mind. “I hope you know who you're octuolly loyol to.”
At thot, Bruce hung his heod ond muttered, “Yes, Sir.”
“Zochory” then shot him onother glore before returning his focus to the rood, seemingly plogued by bod
thoughts.
Meonwhile, Chorlotte hod orrived ot South Seo Hotel with Morgon.
Michoel hod been woiting for her for quite o while. When he sow her, he swiftly wolked over ond
greeted, “Chorlotte!”
“Why ore you woiting here?”
Chorlotte frowned before turning to scon her surroundings. Fortunotely, there wos no one suspicious
oround.
She quickly drogged Michoel further into the building before whispering, “The whole world is wotching
us now. I'm even going out with just one person ond on ordinory cor to ovoid cotching other people's
ottention. Why ore you still stonding ot the entronce to meet me? Whot if someone cought you on
comero?”
“Don't worry. The people in the hotel ore oll my people.” Unlike Chorlotte, Michoel wos colm. “How ore
things on your side, Chorlotte? I heord thot Mr. Nocht is bock?”“Yes, he's back.” Charlotte nodded. “Let's go upstairs before we continue this.”
“Sure.” Michael then led Charlotte to the restaurant. There was no one else around but them, for he
had already cleared out the place.
After the manager served the exquisite desserts, he stood to the side.
As Michael poured a cup of steaming black tea for Charlotte, he asked, “Charlotte, what's going on?
Why are there so many scandals spreading around? What's going on between you and Mr. Nacht?”
“It's a long story...” Charlotte sipped on her tea. “Let's talk about your matter first. It seems that this
incident has affected you greatly. I took a peek at the Browns' shares on my way here, and it seems
that the shares have plummeted by quite a bit.”
“That's correct...” Michael felt depressed whenever that topic was mentioned. “Ever since my father fell
ill, the company isn't functioning as well as it used to be. I've poured in my blood, sweat, and tears to
stabilize the company in the past two years, but the company's reputation, as well as our profits, have
suffered greatly this time...”
“I'm sorry, Michael. I'm to blame for this,” Charlotte muttered apologetically. “This has nothing to do with
you; I don't know why those media companies wanted to drag you into this affair.”
“No, no, this isn't your fault,” Michael said. “It's obvious that someone is setting us up. They're planning
to make you submit. If anyone is to blame, it's them, not you.”
“Still, this started because of me.” Charlotte furrowed her brows. “How about this? I'll clarify things with
the media company after tomorrow's morning meeting.”
“I'm afraid your clarifications won't help with the current situation.” Michael sighed. “There are so many
photos and videos of us on the internet. There's no way we can draw the line now. Moreover, no one'sgoing to believe your words because you're directly involved in this.”
“Then we'll get Zachary to clarify things.” Charlotte had already thought about it before meeting
Michael. “Someone ought to believe in his words, right?”
“Uh...” Michael was taken aback by her response. “His words will work, yes, but will he do it?”
“Leave this to me,” Charlotte uttered confidently. “Once this blows over, I'll find a way to compensate
Brown Group's loss.”
“You make it sound as though we're strangers!” Michael blurted out. “None of us saw this coming, and
you're a victim too. How can I ask you to compensate for the loss? Am I a stranger to you?”
“But—”
“That's enough, Charlotte. Let's not talk about losses anymore,” Michael interrupted. “I just don't want
this thing to continue and affect the company. Nothing else other than that really matters. Moreover,
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