Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“Shut up, brat,” Henry snapped. “Don’t mind him, kids,” he calmed the children down.

“You’re so nice to us, Mr. Henry.” Ellie hugged Henry, and her adorable voice melted his heart.

“I’ll repay my debt when I grow up, grandpa.” Jamie thumped his chest. “I’ll be a rich guy and buy you anything you want. I promise.”

Henry roared with laughter. “Good! Good!”

“He’s such a smooth talker.” Ben smiled. “No wonder Mr. Henry’s so amused.”

Charlotte heaved a sigh of relief. Good thing Robbie made his move at the right time, or else I would have stepped in. That’d play right into his hand. But Zachary seems to be doing it on purpose. Did he recognize me?

Charlotte didn’t want to stay there any longer. Thus, she quickly cleaned up the place and prepared to leave. “Hold it,” Zachary said. Charlotte stopped in her tracks, her sight remaining downward as she waited for his command. “You missed a spot.” He pointed at the wine stain on the table.

went over to clean the table. However,

of that?” Zachary said on purpose. “What if the

at the mention of their father. After all, the other kids laughed at

kids came from a single-parent family, and he didn’t want to talk about

Zachary kept

unsure of what to answer. Fury welled up within Charlotte, her hand trembling. That b*stard. He’s doing this on purpose. I don’t mind him doing this to me, but why the kids? Why in front of

your mommy tell you?” Zachary tried to

you think hassling us when

their father? Even if they

once that idea popped up. He was about to keep asking when the glass of fruit juice was spilled onto him all of a sudden. Frowning, he stared at the “janitor’“ coldly.

it,” Charlotte kept apologizing and wiping his shirt with the cloth she used to clean