Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“Okay.” Henry nodded. “Your clinic in M Nation’s a nice one. Christopher frequents it since it’s hard for a doctor to treat himself. He needs a professional opinion from other doctors.”

‘Oh, I’m just an amateur compared to him.’ Cynthia smiled sheepishly. ‘Your previous treatment has been going well, Grandpa. You should keep at it.’

“I think I should. My back’s been really sore lately. I think I’ll go back once everything’s settled down here.” Henry fiddled with the board.

“What business do you have here?” Zachary asked casually. “I’ll handle the company, so don’t worry about it.” Finally. Zachary grasped the chance to talk about it.

“I know you can handle it.” Henry gazed into him. “But what about your personal problems?”

Zachary froze. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Cynthia’s a good girl.” Henry peered at Cynthia. “You should talk to her more.”

was about to fly into a rage, but then he remembered something. Henry will go back to M Nation if I pretend to date

nice girl. I

and Cynthia was stunned. She had been waiting for him to say that

course.” Zachary didn’t show too much enthusiasm, or it’d be

exuberance. “You’ll see how nice

I know.” Zachary gave her a shrimp dumpling.

want to get between the ‘couple,’ so he said, “Whoops, I’m getting sleepy after I had something to eat. Must be my age acting up. I’ll go to my room now. You guys go ahead without me.” He patted Cynthia’s

took Henry back to his room, and Zachary put his cutlery down. “I’m done with supper, so I’m taking you to your room.” He took Cynthia to

that kid’s doing what he said he would. He’s one little trickster, that

master has always been an

kid was cold