Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

It was Jamie’s first time discussing this matter so seriously with Robbie. Indeed, Robbie was an entirely different person from his usual frivolous self.

He’d suddenly grown stern. Looking into his brother’s small face, Jamie felt that Robbie exuded an aura of manliness.

“I haven’t…” Robbie began, then reflected. “My personality’s always been rather neutral. I’m not as lively as you.”

“No,” Jamie shook his head, saying solemnly. “You were always wiser and more mature than I was even when Mommy was still with us. But you’d still laugh and joke. You were close to Great-grandpa too. I haven’t seen you smile in a while.”

“Now that Mommy’s not around, I can’t bring myself to smile,” Robbie replied in a low voice, his eyes reddening.

Jamie bowed his head in grief. He was silent for a moment, then said, “Ellie and I are sad, too, that Mommy’s no longer around. But we can’t take it out on Great-grandpa. It has nothing to do with him.”

Robbie frowned but said nothing. He was the only one who had borne witness to the last time Mommy had been with them. She’d clearly been threatened by Great-grandpa. Robbie hadn’t stopped blaming himself for trusting Great-grandpa.

If only I’d stopped him! If only I’d never left her side! Robbie despaired with all the benefits of hindsight. Perhaps tragedy would not have struck then.

There was no way he could tell all this to Jamie and Ellie, though. He swallowed the truth in silence, and it weighed heavy on his heart like a stone.

in blissful ignorance! That’s the only

the time I was talking to him, staring off into the distance,” Jamie pressed. “He was trying so hard to get you to like him! Why did you treat him

had something urgent to deal with just now…” Robbie began. He suddenly sat up in dismay

tree! It was in no danger of being discovered at the moment. At present, it

for warding off drizzles.

was so

turned toward the computer in a bid to hastily transfer

“I’m talking to you. Aren’t you being a

later! Go and get some breakfast first,” Robbie pleaded, his eyes fixed

declared, his arms akimbo. He stalked out of

departing figure, then turned back to his computer. Wait till I get Mommy back! You won’t be

to Fifi’s wounds. She drew back the blinds and gazed out at the gloomy skies. Her heart

wails she’d heard at the Nachts’ residence previously. Charlotte’s heart

am I feeling this way? Charlotte wondered. She was