Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“What has happened, happened!” Spreading out his hand, Zachary stated nonchalantly, “Regardless of his feelings, Grandpa has to agree no matter what. There’s no turning back now!”

“Act first, report later, huh? You’re playing a dangerous game here, young man.”

Spencer sighed, his face pale with fright. For a moment, he was at a loss for words as he staggered back.

“Mr. Spencer, are you okay?” Ben tried to support him but was pushed away. “Get off me, you brat. Why didn’t you warn Mr. Zachary beforehand?”

“Do I dare to?” Ben muttered back.

“Mr. Spencer, it’s not like we could do anything to change the situation anyway. Might as well help us to persuade Mr. Nacht to accept Ms. Windt,” Ben cautiously advised. “In fact, Ms. Windt is quite a decent…”

“Damn brat.” Spencer slapped Bruce hard across his back. “You’re also part of the mess!”

“He’s right, you know,” Defending Bruce, Zachary raised an eyebrow and asked, “Tell me, where have I gone wrong?”

“…” Spencer stayed silent for a long time. Unable to come up with anything, he could only force a stiff smile and said, “Yes, Mr. Zachary!”

advantage of the situation and made the first move. “Thank you, Mr. Spencer.

silence. Have I just accidentally fall into a trap set by Mr. Zachary? This proverbial pit that ensnared

and Ben echoed the gratitude

was too late to save Spencer from the deep pit he was now in. He felt suffocated

of the ward with the children in tow. One of the staff said to Zachary, “Sir, Mr. Nacht

and said to the children, “Go to the lounge

“Aye, Daddy!”

nodded obediently and followed the

before turning and

had no

rascal. At least you’ve lived up to my expectations!” Old Henry grumbled good-naturedly, still immersed in the joy of having gained three great-grandchildren. He was

had caused you to be bull-headed and oblivious to relationship matters. Hell, I’m impressed that you’re quite a capable man, after all, even giving

long as you’re

course I’m glad. I’m beyond glad. But now it’s time for

into this topic was exactly what Zachary had hoped for. Old Henry’s face turned into serious mode as he uttered, “After all, these are the true flesh and blood of our Nacht family we’re talking about here. I can’t possibly let them live outside, let alone bearing other surnames. Have you communicated with the mother