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!

His grip on little

stiffened from the increasing force. Its eyes rolled upward as

Let go

tried to pry his hands off Fifi. “Let

to pull

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

wings frantically and returned

and glared at Zachary angrily before escaping from

her, but she merely ignored him. Worried, he told a bodyguard, “Go after her and make sure she reunites with

“Yes!”

and patted the feathers away before wiping his hands with a piece of wet

scanned his boss’ expression. He still looks stern, but that murderous glint in

couldn’t help but lament, “What an

an innocent gaze,” Zachary commented, which was rare

to give birth to such a lovely

was riding the escalator when she

“Mommy, I’m here!”

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