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.

Do I

is why I haven’t brought him home. But don’t worry; I’m all grown up now. I

except to give the

“I won’t. Don’t worry.”

Charlotte and Mrs. Berry brought the children

a few basic games, so it wasn’t

begin panting in exhaustion just after

to Mrs. Berry while the children took a

Mrs. Berry was strongly against her suggestion—the reasons being that part-timers were expensive and that she didn’t feel safe having

convince her otherwise, Ellie’s voice suddenly rang out.

looked over and spotted Hector’s mother, Julia Zimmer, and a

and even made the bodyguards pay the other visitors

seem pleased at all, for

that was until

“Elisa!”

excitement, Timothy hurriedly jumped off the carousel, only to

was still moving, and the boy was nearly trapped inside

“Oh, God! Timmy!”

let out

swiftly