Chapter 23


    "Arrange him to be a guard at the parking lot!"


    After taking his phone, Zachary turned and left.


    "Yes, sir."


    Ben patted Wesley''s face. "You should be grateful that Mr. Nacht is a kind and generous person.


    Getting an annual sry of a million by being a guard? You won''t be able to find such an opportunity


    anywhere else!"


    "Yes, yes, yes. Thank you, Mr. Nacht. Thank you, Ben. Thank you so much."


    Wesley’s mouth was bleeding profusely, but he still forced a smile onto his face and nodded


    incessantly.


    Disgust washed over Charlotte as she looked at


    Wesley. At the same time, she sighed inwardly. This punishment is absolutely ingenious! From this


    moment on, Wesley will never be able to lift his head up highlThis is the way of the Devil!


    Charlotte made a silent note to stay as far away as possible from this dangerous Devil.


    Now that she thought about it, she felt that her Gigolo In Debt was still the best. He was obedient and


    good-natured, and had even earned her more than one million in just two nights.


    With this thought in mind, Charlotte quickly dried her clothes and made her way to the bank.


    Since time was of the essence, she ran all the way there and made it there before they got off work for


    the day, rushing in to cash in the cheque for money.


    To her dismay, the bank clerk told her that the


    cheque had been stopped early this morning!


    Charlotte was flummoxed. Those three rich women bought Gigolo In Debt from me with one million, but


    once they got him, they revoked the cheque?Are rich women nowadays so unprincipled?


    Charlotte immediately dialed for Gigolo In Debt, but he didn''t answer even after she called him three


    times in a row.


    Thrown into a frenzy, she sent him a text: Call me back ASAP. It''s urgent!


    There was no reply.


    Charlotte held her phone as she turned everything over in her head. Could something have happened


    minute?So the women got mad and canceled the cheque?That seems possiblelYeah, that must be it!


    Coming to this conclusion, Charlotte immediately got into a cab and headed straight for Sultry Night.


    On the way there, she started sneezing violently with snot running down her nostrils. It was clear that


    she caught a cold while cleaning the pool this afternoon.


    That was the least of her worries now though. All she cared about now was finding that gigolo.


    Soon, she arrived at Sultry Night. Because it was still early, they were not open for business yet, so


    outsiders were barred from entering.


    Charlotte slipped in through the back door and went to the same private room.


    Oddly, the room was empty. The sofa, coffee table, wine cabs, and even the carpet were all gone.


    Several waiters were meticulously cleaning the ce, while the manager was taking some


    measurements, mentioning about getting newly customized furniture.


    Charlotte grabbed a waitress and asked in a hushed tone, "What happened here? Everything was still


    fine yesterday."


    "I''m not really sure either. The manager instructed me to clean the ce up, so I''m just following


    orders.” The waitress then impatiently said, "How did you get in? Get out now..."


    "I''m just a curious passerby. I won''t interfere with your work, I promise."


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    Charlotte took out three hundred in cash and stuffed it into her hand.


    The waitress immediately took the money and stuffed it into her pocket. Then, she checked their


    surroundings before cupping her mouth to whisper into Charlotte''s ear, "When I came in today, there


    was a lot of blood on the carpet. I think someone died here. Stuff like this, I''m sure you know what I


    mean..."


    "What?"


    Charlotte''s eyes had gone wide, her body stiffening entirely.


    The words ''someone died here'' was on yback in her mind.


    She recalled what Gigolo In Debt had said to her yesterday. Fifty-eight years old and two hundred and


    eighty pounds. I''m too young to die in bedlHe had rejected a two-hundred-and-eighty-pound rich


    woman who wanted to book him for a whole night. Andst night, there were three of them. He couldn''t


    possibly have vomited blood and died from overexertion, right? If a life was really lost here, it''s entirely


    possible that the women canceled their cheque in order to dissociate themselves from this incident...


    Charlotte’s heart clenched hard in her chest. She silently med herself for being greedy, which cost


    the gigolo his life in the end.


    Besides, he was also the father of her children.


    A scene emerged in her mind. It was fast-forwarded to a decade in the future, where her children would


    pester her about their father’s identity.


    With tears of repentance in her eyes, she would say... Your father was a gigolo. I sold him to three rich


    women who weighed about seven hundred pounds In total for one million... After that, he went missing,


    and I have no idea if he''s dead or alive!