Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“As long she is not around, we can then hide the children’s identity.” Henry knitted his eyebrows. “Now, there’s no time to lose. Let me handle the situation. I’ll send her someplace far away…”

“No!” Zachary interrupted Henry. “She can’t leave…”

“Now that you know the truth, why are you insisting to have her by your side?” Henry fumed. “What’s wrong with you? Don’t you know what’s more important?”

“The sins of the past are not for her to bear.” Zachary’s thoughts were crystal clear. “She was raised by her father and never met her mother. Other than a name, she has no idea who her mother is, let alone be aware of her relationship with the Lindberg family. What right do you have to insist that she pays for the sins of the previous generation?”

“You…”

“With regards to your concerns about the Lindberg family finding out, I can keep the information under wraps and destroy all traces of evidence. That way, no one will know. As for her resemblance to Isabella, we will just have her keep a low profile and not appear in public. That should solve it…”

“You really have gone mad!” Henry roared with a sullen expression. “There’s no way you can hide something like that forever. Can you wipe away everything related to her existence? Even if you can, the people she meets may leak it. Do you intend to kill them all? Furthermore, her father used to be someone influential in the business world. It’s just impossible to destroy all the links to her. As long as they have some clues, the Lindberg family will definitely find out.”

alone and their identity hasn’t been made public. Hence, there’s little evidence of their existence. All we need to do is to

logic in them. From a

he couldn’t bring himself

“Even if we set aside the hatred over your father’s death and the interests of the Nacht family, you have to at least consider

“Stop…”

at opposite ends. One was the rational side of him, while the other was emotional. Both were pulling so hard that he

when Bruce quickly surrounded

please hand over the antidote.”

dare you to lay a

there really is an antidote.” Bruce was delighted. “Ms.

me.” Zara raised her

Bruce’s cue, a group of men surrounded Zara