Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“Oh my…” Spencer cooed. “You’re so cute, little girl!”

“Thank you, cutie!” the old Mr. Nacht said as he felt tears well up in his eyes.

That was his first time meeting a wide awake Ellie, and he instantly felt a connection to her, as though they were family all along.

“Ellie, this is for Jamie. Eat as much as you like and I’ll eat after you,” Robbie said as he set aside a portion of the food for Jamie.

“She hasn’t eaten the takeaway that I got her just now. How about…” the nurse that helped Robbie clean his hands whispered.“It’s fine,” the old Mr. Nacht said. “Kids, I’ll get someone to send more food over later. You can eat as much as you like!”

“No need…” Robbie said, only to be cut off by Ellie’s cheerful chirps.

“Thank you, Grandpa Nacht!” Ellie said with a wide grin.

She picked up a custard bun with her oily hands and handed it over to the old Mr. Nacht. “Here, have a bun, Grandpa Nacht!”

Spencer stepped forward to turn down her offer, but the old Mr. Nacht simply smiled and took the bun from her hands.

a bite of the bun.

delicious custard bun he had ever eaten,

Mr. Nacht was not a single bit disgusted with it. In fact, he thoroughly enjoyed

great appetite was twenty-two

brought back a tsunami of memories, and his desire for great-grandkids grew stronger

married soon and produce

at them! They’re

Nacht. Shall I send you home?” Spencer asked, concerned for the old man’s

Mr. Nacht said, pointing to the cots in the

insist, I can bring another set of blankets for

Make sure someone’s watching over them twenty-four-seven,” the old Mr. Nacht

“Yes, Mr. Nacht.”

he glanced at Robbie. “Do you drink milk at night? I’ll

blurted before puffing out his chest. “I’m a big boy!