The Male Escort I Marry Is the Richest Man!

At two o'clock in the morning, Verve Bar still resounded with the intoxicating melodies of music and wine.

Tina Sanders was dressed in a tight-fitting black dress with chestnut-colored curls cascaded casually. She sat at the bar, swaying a glass of red wine in her hand, and her whole body exuded an aura of allure and dominance.

As men and women passed by Tina, they would occasionally cast several glances her way. Some bold ones even attempted to approach her for a chat, but they were always intercepted by the two bodyguards nearby.

"Tina, are you seriously planning to choose a marriage partner here? Have you lost your mind?"

Emily Donovan, Tina's childhood best friend, leaned in. Their relationship was so close that they could share a dress.

"Yes. Any problem with that?"

Tina is currently in an urgent situation where she requires a partner for marriage. After all, her father's will state that she could only inherit her parents' shares after she got married.

"Well, isn't Xavier your fiancé? Why are you searching for something that's readily available and coming here looking for cheap men? Even though I'm a regular at Verve Bar, I've never indulged in this kind of thing. Most of the escorts here are taken care of by wealthy ladies. Don't you feel disgusted?"

Emily whispered to Tina's ear in a hushed voice.

"They're in need of money, and I need someone. It's a mutually beneficial arrangement. As for Xavier, he won't be my fiancé soon."

Tina lifted her glass and took a sip, with indifferent gaze.

A few hours ago, she had already arranged everything. By tomorrow morning, she should be able to witness a newly-made 'drama'. She just didn't know if the performance of the male and female protagonists would satisfy her.

Tina's gaze landed on a man in the distance. Her lips curved slightly, and she stood up abruptly.

"Ah? Xavier isn't your fiancé? Tina, where are you going? You're not joking, are you?"

"Well, I never joke around."

Tina smiled back, tossed her long hair, and approached her target.

Following Tina's line of sight, Emily's brow twitched involuntarily. Could it be that Tina had taken an interest in that man?

Emily wanted to step forward and stop her best friend. However, she immediately hesitated when she saw the man's warning look.

At the VIP private room on the top floor.

Tina pushed away the man who was holding onto her and pointed to the restroom, saying with disdain, "Go take a shower."

The man hesitated for a few seconds, then obediently entered the bathroom. After taking a quick shower, he came out wearing only a towel.

It had to be said that the man's physique was extremely amazing. He was even better built than many male models Tina had seen before. He had that typical appearance of looking slim when dressed but muscular when undressed. Especially those abs, they must feel great to touch.

"Satisfied?"

"Mmm-hmm, it's acceptable. Let's get straight to the point. I'll take care of you for a year. How much money do you want? I'm a bit of a germophobe. Once I've touched someone or something, others cannot touch him or it anymore."

"You ... want to take care of me?" The man pointed to himself, momentarily stupefied.

"Don't you offer monthly package here? I'll pay for a whole year, is that fine? I've inquired already. The top male escort here costs a million per month, so for a year, that's twelve million. I'll give you twenty million with the extra eight million as compensation. During this year, you cannot attend to anyone else."

Tina acted as if she knew the industry well, placing a twenty million check in front of the man.

"Twenty million for a year? Seems like a decent deal. What do I need to do?"

The man's deep gaze settled on Tina, but his smile didn't quite reach his eyes.

If it weren't for his good friend, Matt Lewis, dragging him to Verve Bar today, he wouldn't have met this woman. Once he thought she might find someone else for a fling if he didn't come, he felt depressed with his face even darker.

Tina sat at the end of the bed, crossing her legs casually and saying, "Marry me, and then we'll divorce in a year. During this period, you must break off relations with all of your previous clients."

"By the way …" Tina sized up the man and nodded satisfactorily. "Lend me your sperms."

If this man wasn't a male escort, with his looks and temperament, he could quickly become an internet celebrity or a big star.

The man's eyes grew dark and unclear, and he repeated in a low voice, "Lend you my sperms?"

Then he gradually approached her.

Under the man's aura pressure, Tina lay on the bed, feeling flustered. She used her foot to push against the man's chest, blushing, and hurriedly said, "Not right now! Starting from this moment, quit smoking, drinking, and women. Go for a complete physical examination tomorrow. If everything is fine, then in three months we can ..."

"Haha, Miss Sanders, don't you know that male escorts at Verve Bar undergo a complete body examination every three months? As for smoking and drinking, rest assured, Miss Sanders, I don't smoke, and drinking is just for socializing. It won't affect ... the quality of my sperms."

The man reached out and held her slender ankle, with his thumb caressing her calf as he looked at her with a half-smile.

Tina nervously looked at the man, quickly pulling her foot back and shifting to the side to escape his pressure, lightly coughing. "You, sleep over there. Without my permission, you're not allowed to sleep on my bed!"

"Miss Sanders, are you sure you don't need my service? After all, you've paid."

The man gestured to the check on the table and spoke with a smile.

Tina's almond-shaped eyes showed a slight annoyance. "Yes! Just listen to me and your benefits won't be lacking."

The following day, when Tina woke up, the man was already dressed neatly.

"Miss Sanders, did you call the reporters outside?"

The man's tone was remarkably calm as if he had already anticipated what she would do next.

"Are you ready? If you're unwilling, you can still back out now. I won't make things difficult for you."

Given her status, being exposed like this would likely make it impossible for this man to continue in this industry. That's why she offered such a high price of twenty million.

The man lowered his head and smiled. "I'll never earn twenty million throughout my entire life. Why would I regret it?"

As the door opened, a dozen cameras pointed at Tina and the man, capturing the moment in a flurry of flashes. The man placed one hand on her waist and the other in front of her forehead, shielding her from all the malicious intent.

Tina tilted her head slightly to glance at the man, a casual smirk tugging on her lips.

Soon, headlines followed, "Heiress of the Sanders Group, Tina Sanders, Entangled with Verve Bar's Male Escort in a Passionate Night."

Various tabloid news followed suit.

In the car, Tina extended her hand. "Give me your phone."

After taking the man's phone, Tina hesitated for a moment. "Seems like your profession is quite lucrative. If you perform well this year and everything goes as planned, I wouldn't mind providing you with a generous allowance afterward."

From his attire to his belongings, everything was of high quality. Even his phone was yet to be available on the local market. It appeared that his previous sugar momma treated him quite well.

After entering a series of numbers, Tina's phone rang.

"This is my number. If you need anything, I'll be in touch. Also, pack your belongings and be at 120 Clove Avenue tomorrow morning. Here's the key."

Tina handed the key and the phone directly to the man, then thought momentarily before asking, "What's your name?"

From last night until now, she hadn't had the chance to ask the man's name.

Tina froze. Had she been too impulsive? She hadn't even investigated this man's background, and she was planning to enter a marriage contract with him?

No wonder Emily looked so surprised last night.

"Evron Coldwell."

Hearing this name, Tina felt a sense of familiarity. However, looking at Evron's face, she was sure she didn't know anyone who looked so ... handsome. Even women weren't as good-looking as him.

"Tina, I look forward to working with you. By the way, let's register our marriage next Monday."

Less than three minutes after they separated ...

A Rolls-Royce and two black Maybach pulled up in front of Evron.

Several men in suits got out of the cars.

"Mr. Coldwell."

As the car door opened, Evron lifted his leg and sat inside.

An hour later, they arrived at Moonlight Manor on the eastern outskirts of Lexington.

The Coldwells had resided at Moonlight Manor for generations. Evron had rarely returned to the Feldenberg in the earlier years as he developed overseas, but all the other members of The Coldwells lived in Moonlight Manor.

"Mr. Coldwell, welcome back!"

As Evron's car arrived at the villa's entrance, dozens of housekeepers and security personnel stood on both sides, respectfully bowing their heads.

"Welcome back, Mr. Coldwell."

The elderly person at the forefront was Vincent Anderson's father and also the steward of The Coldwells, John Anderson.

"Mm. Is Grandfather awake?"

"Old Master is waiting for you in the study."

Evron glanced up at the study window on the second floor, then strode towards the villa.

In the study.

"Why did you suddenly return to Feldenberg?"

"Does Grandfather no longer want a granddaughter-in-law?"[1] [o22]

In The Coldwells' main line, only Old Master Coldwell and Evron were left. Evron had been raised by Old Master Coldwell since he was young, and their relationship was very close.

It was a pity that Evron was almost thirty and still had no girlfriend. This had caused the old master a great deal of distress.

As soon as he heard it was related to a potential granddaughter-in-law, Old Master Coldwell cloudy eyes immediately lit up with a spark of interest. He skeptically sized up his grandson and said, "Which family's daughter has such poor eyesight to be interested in you?"

His grandson had the looks, figure, family background, and exceptional work ethics. However, when he thought about those prestigious young ladies who had been chased away by his grandson, the old master felt that if Evron could find a wife in this lifetime, he would be willing to accept anyone, as long as she was a woman.

He was concerned that Evron might be as rumored, not interested in women but instead inclined towards men.

"Well, she does have good taste. Furthermore, your granddaughter-in-law paid twenty million[3] to take care of me. So, I won't be coming back to the villa to accompany you for a while."

"Pfft!" The old master sipped hot tea and spewed it all over the floor.

Twenty million to take care of the future heir of the Coldwells?

Interesting! Very interesting! He liked this little girl's audacity and assertiveness.

"Which family's girl has such courage?" Old Master Coldwell curiously asked.

Her family background should be pretty good to be able to casually produce twenty million. He knew a few girls like that in Lexington, but he wasn't sure which one had caught his grandson's eye.

"The Sanderses."

"The Sanderses? Raymond Sanders?"

Old Master Coldwell furrowed his brows, somewhat dissatisfied. Raymond had two daughters. One was gentle and graceful, while the other was more vivacious. However, Old Master Coldwell had heard that the younger daughter was illegitimate.

The Sanderses was indeed quite complicated. Raymond couldn't even manage his wife and mistress, which meant their household was unsettled. However, as he glanced at Evron, the old master sighed quietly.

Fine, as long as it's a woman, it's acceptable. After all, Raymond wouldn't dare to cause trouble in the Coldwells.