Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“Yeah! Old Mr. Nacht even bought the kids a lot of presents—almost enough to fill up an entire car!” Ms. Cheney enthusiastically chimed in. “When we were at the hospital, he also said that he’d make compensations.”

Not saying anything, Charlotte fell into deep thought.

Even though old Mr. Nacht had accidentally knocked over Jamie, he sent him to the hospital for treatment and took care of Robbie and Ellie well. Not only that, but he also settled everything afterward.

In that case, she could not possibly pin the blame on him.

However, if that’s true, why did Zachary threaten me with the children?

Why are the recordings of the surveillance cameras at that particular stretch of road missing too?

Did old Mr. Nacht order the traffic police to wipe them away, or was it Zachary?

What actually happened?

“Since you’re already back, we don’t have to stay

for your

Charlotte jolt back to her senses. She quickly stood up, thanked them, and

the two policemen and medical staff were still waiting

said that they received instructions from their superiors that they could leave after the children’s parents returned. However, they would increase the police patrols around Happy Avenue to ensure

profusely and politely sent them

left, she asked the pediatrician

comprehensive check-up report and hospital bill to Charlotte for her to review. Lastly, he reassured, “As Jamie’s right ankle is fractured, he might need

sigh of relief. “Thank you for your

Windt,” interrupted the pediatrician, suddenly adopting a serious tone. “Our superiors have instructed us to stay behind and take

take care of a child each. Dr. Howard will be responsible for Jamie’s

pledged with a smile, “Not only are we equipped with nursing skills, but we’re also trained in childcare education. We know how to prepare meals for toddlers too, so we

house is a little small, so

we would require. We’ll be staying there temporarily,” said the pediatrician as he pointed at the house opposite.

exclaimed Charlotte in surprise. “Are you

nurses