Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“Alright, alright! Go wash your hands and we’ll have breakfast together.”

Now that Charlotte was back, Mrs. Berry could finally take a breather.

The former took over the job of caring for the children and placed all the food she had brought on the table.

Coupled with the toast and oatmeal Mrs. Berry had prepared, it was a wholesome breakfast.

The family sat at the dining table, happily enjoying their meal.

Charlotte promised to take them to the amusement park in the afternoon—on the condition that they helped Mrs. Berry do the dishes and tidy the kitchen.

The children raised their arms in agreement.

Mrs. Berry beamed as she saw how elated they looked.

However, she couldn’t help but worry after noticing Charlotte come home in a different set of clothes.

After breakfast, Mrs. Berry dragged Charlotte into a room while the children cleaned the kitchen. “Are you seeing someone, Miss?”

“Yeah.” Charlotte didn’t want to keep it a secret from her.

it? Do I know

worry; I’m all grown up now. I won’t be as muddled

there was nothing much Mrs. Berry could say except to give the woman a reminder. “Be careful outside. Don’t

“I won’t. Don’t worry.”

and Mrs. Berry

play a few basic

she would begin panting in

Feeling extremely guilty, Charlotte talked to Mrs. Berry while the children took

being that part-timers were

convince her otherwise, Ellie’s voice suddenly

Hector’s mother, Julia Zimmer, and a few bodyguards taking Timothy to the

had booked the entire carousel and even made the bodyguards pay the

all, for he still

until he

“Elisa!”

jumped off the

moving, and the boy was nearly

“Oh, God! Timmy!”

out

two bodyguards swiftly went to