Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Henry sighed in relief as he caught a glimpse of the family emerging unscathed.

Luckily it was just a fright—nothing serious. If something had happened, Zachary and the children will hate me for the rest of their lives.

“What an eventful day!” Spencer exclaimed. “What a fright it gave me. My old heart was unable to take it!”

“Let’s go.” Henry gestured. He turned back and saw Mrs. Berry howling in grief from within the car. A bodyguard ran over. “Mrs. Berry, Ms. Windt is fine. Look!”

Mrs. Berry stared in the direction the bodyguard pointed. The family of five strolled happily towards their car. Nobody was hurt, not even the bird.

In an instant, Mrs. Berry was crying tears of joy. “Oh, thank God! Ms. Windt is fine.”

Suddenly, she wailed in horror again. “They forgot about me! We were supposed to take wedding pictures together! Ms. Windt, wait for me!”

With the help of the bodyguard, Mrs. Berry squeezed her plump little body out of the car and ran after Zachary and his family.

Mrs. Berry’s plump figure running after them, Spencer couldn’t

teased him. “You have a crush on her,

why would I be thinking of something like

Spencer. He waved at a bodyguard to lift him into the car. “Oh, and tell the rascal that I won’t be attending his photoshoot. I’ll drop by at the wedding,” he casually

with a bow. He froze as he grasped the full meaning of Henry’s words. “Are you saying that

Henry sighed helplessly. “If I voice my disagreement again, they’ll

it through, sir. I will inform Mr. Zachary right away.” Spencer bowed again

around as he was placing the children in the car. “What is it,

was old, it took

was trying to interfere again. He wasn’t in the mood for it and tried to drive away before he had to hear what Spencer had to

won’t be attending the photoshoot, but he’ll drop by at the wedding!” Spencer finished in a

look at Spencer again. “Are you saying that grandpa agreed

was what I asked him!” Spencer then imitated Henry’s tone of voice as he repeated the latter’s reply word by word, “If I voice my disagreement