Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“It won’t take that long…” Charlotte was well aware that he would not let her leave for a month, so she settled for less to appease him. “It’ll take two weeks at most. We’ll see how it goes then.”

“Two weeks is too long.” Zachary had grown accustomed to having her by his side.

“We’ll cross the bridge when we come to it. I’ll try my best to return soon,” Charlotte coaxed. “The children would be waiting for me at home. I can’t possibly stay away from them for so long.”

Zachary conceded, convinced by her reasoning. Even if she could bear being separated from me, she would miss the children.

“I’ll have Ben take care of it. It’s time for bed now,” Zachary said as he tucked her in.

Charlotte let out a satisfied hum and buried herself in Zachary’s embrace like an adorable kitten.

Caressing her hair, Zachary planted a kiss on Charlotte’s forehead and drifted off with his arms around her.

Charlotte barely got any rest for the first half of the night. So, when sleep eventually came for her, she knocked out cold, slipping into a slumber so deep that she did not notice when Zachary left.

Charlotte woke up to an empty room. She stretched lazily before heading to the bathroom to wash up.

at her reflection as if everything that happened the night

herself a once-over. As expected, there was nothing unusual apart from

brewed within Charlotte at this realization, but she quickly dismissed the intrusive thought. Maybe the poison is

snapped her back to reality. Mrs. Berry’s voice rang from the

Charlotte responded. “Come in, Mrs.

breakfast. “How are you feeling? Does it still hurt?” Mrs. Berry asked, her

lotion as she walked out. “The pain comes in pangs; it’ll go away on its own after a while. No marks are

at the door and whispered, “I think you should see Dr.

I’ll give Mr. Judd

the door

hear from her. He ecstatically reported that the two factories had assembled enough workforce to

She then requested Jeffrey to help her seek out Dr.

at the mention of Dr. Felch.

to disclose her illness. “It’s Mrs. Berry. She’s been getting treatments at the hospital, but her condition isn’t improving, and it’s rather worrying.

I’ll be right on it,” Jeffrey

I don’t want too many people finding out. If it’s not too much trouble, I hope to hear from you as soon