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.

is it? Do I

I haven’t brought him home. But don’t worry; I’m all grown

nothing much Mrs. Berry could say except to give the woman a

“I won’t. Don’t worry.”

the afternoon, Charlotte and Mrs. Berry brought the children

children were still young and could only play a few basic games, so it wasn’t too much of a hassle

hadn’t been in the best of health lately, she would begin panting in exhaustion just after a brief walk, and her back

Feeling extremely guilty, Charlotte talked to Mrs. Berry while the children took a break. “Maybe I can hire a

suggestion—the reasons being that part-timers were expensive and that she didn’t feel safe

as Charlotte tried to convince her

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

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

all, for

that was until he

“Elisa!”

off the

and the boy was nearly trapped inside

“Oh, God! Timmy!”

let out a piercing

bodyguards swiftly went to