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

ever eaten, although it was just a simple pastry filled with

were slippery with oil, but the old Mr. Nacht was not a single bit disgusted with it. In

a great appetite was twenty-two years ago, when

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

produce some great-grandkids for me to

them! They’re so

Nacht. Shall I send you home?”

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

insist, I can bring another set of blankets for them,” the head nurse said. “Mr.

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

“Yes, Mr. Nacht.”

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

out his