Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

What a cute little girl. She looks like a pretty doll with her puffy cheeks. Look, her eyes are shining like stars.

Strangely, she feels familiar to me. I can feel myself softening up at the sight of her.

Fifi was circling in the car, shrieking, “Ellie! Ellie!”

“Come over here at once!” A frowning Ellie stretched her hand out and demanded. “If you keep acting up, I’ll get mad!”

Alas, Fifi didn’t perch on her little hand. It landed on Zachary’s shoulder instead.

Zachary’s brows snapped together as he reached out to grab Fifi.

Fifi immediately struggled and pooped on Zachary’s blazer in fright. A few feathers floated around, accompanied by shocked silence.

Ben froze.

Even the bodyguards paled instantly. They knew what a clean freak Zachary was.

The bird’s dead meat!

expression darkened. His grip on

body stiffened from the increasing force. Its eyes rolled upward as it

go of

man and tried to pry his hands off Fifi. “Let go! Let

tried to pull

and doll-like eyes, the menace in Zachary’s gaze faded away. He slowly released his

frantically and

glared at Zachary angrily before escaping

he told a bodyguard, “Go after her and make

“Yes!”

vehicle then slowly drove away. Zachary took off his blazer and patted the feathers away before wiping his hands with

still looks stern, but that murderous glint in his

couldn’t help but lament, “What

Zachary commented,

kind of mother she has to give birth

the escalator when she heard Charlotte calling her name. “Ellie!

“Mommy, I’m here!”

herself into Charlotte’s embrace like a rocket, causing the latter to stumble from