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.

took a bite

eaten, although it was

old Mr. Nacht was not a single bit disgusted with

such a great appetite was twenty-two years ago, when Zachary was only

three kids brought back a tsunami of memories, and

soon and produce some great-grandkids

them!

you home?” Spencer asked,

the old Mr. Nacht said, pointing to the cots in the room. “Do they have enough blankets? Will it

you insist, I can bring another set of blankets

someone’s watching over them twenty-four-seven,” the old

“Yes, Mr. Nacht.”

old Mr. Nacht said as he glanced at Robbie. “Do you drink milk at

out his chest. “I’m a big boy! I don’t need