Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Zachary checked his watch before telling Taylor, “Mr. Blackwood, I’ll head back now. I have an important meeting to conduct tomorrow morning.”

“Okay, thank you for your help,” replied Taylor politely.

Zachary bowed in return before he hurried off.

Taylor’s expression turned grimmer as he stared at Zachary’s retreating figure.

“Isn’t Mr. Nacht being a bit too disrespectful?” complained a subordinate. “He left as soon as we arrived. It’s as if he is just dealing with some corporate matter. Ms. Cynthia is wounded to this extent, and yet, he won’t even pretend to care.”

“Cynthia loves him dearly. It’s such a pity…” said Taylor before he sighed deeply. “Sharon is aggressive and cruel in nature, so it’s understandable if he’s not into her. However, Cynthia is kind and sweet, so why must she end up like this?”

“She is too kind and too sweet. That is why she can’t hold on to the man,” replied the subordinate. “I think you should help them out and get Ms. Cynthia married into the Nacht family as soon as possible.”

“These things can’t be helped,” reprimanded Taylor. “Let’s just forget all about it. All I wish now is that Cynthia will recover soon.”

Zachary rushed home and took a quick shower before he put on his clothes to get ready for work.

was shocked to see Zachary there,

and Mr. Blackwood has arrived,” replied Zachary as he buttoned up while walking out. “I have some things to work on, so I’ll

would’ve lost his temper then and there if the kids weren’t

three

them up, promising, “I’ll take you guys to the beach and play with you once

were obedient and

to the side and interrogated angrily, “What is wrong with you? Why are you

is no longer hanging on the balance. All that’s left is for the doctor to do their jobs. There is nothing I

“You…”

He then checked his watch and informed, “There’s something urgent that I need to handle and I

Zachary hurried

was turning red with fury, but there was nothing he could do. He definitely couldn’t lose his temper in front of the kids, so he had no

Henry’s face was scrunched up. She was hugging her stuffed alpaca when she walked to him and comforted, “Did Daddy make you angry? I’ll go scold him

gazed at his great-grandkids. He claimed, “You three are the best. I

angry?” asked