Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“What about me?”

Ellie had been eating her breakfast the entire time, so her lips were all dirty. Seeing Robbie and Jamie receiving compliments from Zachary inspired her to voice up, too. She raised her tiny, plump hand and was eager to brag.

“I-I can dance, sing, and paint…”

“That…” said Zachary in a troubled tone, “I honestly can’t help with.”

He could teach the boys some technical knowledge and combat skills, but he knew nothing about Ellie’s hobbies.

Ellie pouted her tiny lips. Her cute, round face crumpled together as her eyes shone with sorrow while staring at Zachary.

“I-I can play the piano. I’ll teach you that,” coaxed Zachary immediately.

“Mommy can teach me how to play the piano,” said Ellie in a disappointed tone. Her tiny hand held the hot cross bunny but she had lost her appetite. “Uncle Zack only likes Robbie and Jamie. You don’t like me,” murmured Ellie.

“That is not true,” insisted Zachary. He didn’t know how to comfort the kid, so he nervously nudged Charlotte to ask for help.

a boy, Ellie, so naturally, he can only teach the boys their hobbies. Mommy is a

pouted her tiny lips and stared unhappily at Zachary, “Is Uncle

Zachary. He couldn’t actually refute

“Lesser! Lesser!”

and danced. It even raised its voice and acted like it’d enjoy

face on before criticizing strictly, “Don’t

face

angrily, “Uncle Zack is playing

don’t know

with her head tilted up, “Mommy said that everything is possible if we put our minds to it. You can master it if you are willing to learn, and you are too smart

Zachary was utterly speechless.

felt like it was virtually impossible

was troubled, but he had no choice, so he steeled himself up and agreed,

then added, “Starting today, I will be your teacher. I will give you singing, dancing, and painting lessons every day. You

“Uhm…”