Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Charlotte grabbed a chicken wing and prepared to head downstairs to meet Zachary.

The moment she opened the door, she came face to face with Zachary, whose slender figure exuded a mysterious and unapproachable aura under the dim lights.

Charlotte almost jumped out of her skin and looked over her shoulder in panic. Fortunately, Robbie had gone to the bathroom, so there was no one in the living room.

“Why did you come up?” Charlotte hissed as she pushed Zachary away from the door.

“It’s ten!” He pinned her with a cold stare.“The kids aren’t asleep yet.”

Charlotte motioned at the house, but upon realizing that she was still holding the chicken wing in her hand, she hid it awkwardly behind her back.

Zachary’s brows knitted into a frown as he glowered at her.

“Either you go downstairs and wait for me, or we take a raincheck,” Charlotte said tentatively. “Don’t get mad. Just try to think from my point of view. As a mother, I can’t just leave my kids and go on a date, right? We have to be responsible.”

“Twenty minutes.” Zachary looked at his watch, then turned and walked into the elevator.

Charlotte was speechless and had no choice but to comply. Done taking their baths, the triplets were singing happily as they prepared to go to bed.

and washed her hands before going

milk bottle in one hand and her

her to go to sleep after

Shortly after, her eyes

lying on his bed and reading a

to clean his wound

Robbie immediately put down

and make breakfast for the three of you tomorrow morning. What do you

too busy recently and did not spend enough time with her children. Hence, she

as he would no doubt kick up a

woke up in a daze and mumbled sleepily,

it.” Robbie offered his mother an understanding smile and

here to watch

“Alright, then. Sleep tight.”

realizing that more than ten minutes had passed,

a long way before