Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Robbie remained in the room, his eyes never leaving the computer. He was waiting for the resident of the villa to appear in order to get a good look at her face. After a long while, however, she was nowhere to be seen. In addition, the villa’s windows had all been shut.

The only sights the mechanical dove was privy to were the villa’s stone walls.

Robbie felt his stomach growl. He picked up the hot cross bunny on the table and ate it, washing it down with milk. Then he continued watching the screen intently.

Before he knew it, it was noon, and Mrs. Rawlston was rapping on the door, calling, “Mr. Robinson, time for lunch.”

Robbie’s eyes were sore, and he was starving. However, he wasn’t about to squander this opportunity. He yelled through the door, “Mrs. Rawlston, can you bring the food up here? I’ll eat in the room.”

Mrs. Rawlston exchanged looks with Henry, who was standing behind her.

Henry nodded. With his permission, Mrs. Rawlston replied agreeably, “Alright, I’ll get it ready then.”

Robbie glared at the screen. They can’t possibly stay in there forever!

Mrs. Rawlston soon reappeared with lunch. Upon entering the room, she saw Robbie planted in front of the computer. “Mr. Robinson, you’ll hurt your eyes if you keep staring at the computer screen. Come and have lunch first,” she chided.

Mrs. Rawlston,” Robbie swiveled in his seat to face her. “Can you

Rawlston had been about to set the food down onto the table. She believed that the study table was not an appropriate place

Rawlston.” Robbie reached for

rush through your food,” Mrs. Rawlston said tenderly. “Try the

call for you when I’m done with

said and

the computer. All was still quiet at the villa. In spite of that, Robbie was unfazed. He was firm in his conviction that whoever

of the day came and went without much fanfare. When at last night fell, Robbie sprawled onto the table

Robbie awake.

subsided, and the door of the villa opened. Eight female bodyguards lined up before the door bearing black umbrellas. In their tidy rows, they formed

suit marched

his gaze. The figure he had seen that morning had looked just Mommy’s. His desire to get

day Robbie had spent waiting had been

his objective had finally appeared right before his eyes, Robbie

top half of her face from Robbie’s eager eye. There was nothing he could tell from