Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

It was already half past one in the morning when Zachary left Charlotte’s villa. He checked his phone, only to find seven or eight missed calls from Henry.

Zachary knew he had to check in on Cynthia, or Henry would throw a fit and go after him.

After all, he couldn’t afford to anger Henry any further, so he decided to head to the hospital near Ashenville Garden to see Cynthia.

He was well on his way when he spotted a car driving toward him from the opposite direction.

Both cars pulled over, and Ben got out of the other car. “Mr. Nacht,” Ben greeted with a bow.

“What’s going on? Where’s Cynthia?”

“Ms. Blackwood is in the car,” Ben replied softly. “Her wounds have been checked out. But she refused to stay in the hospital, so we got the doctor’s permission to bring her home.”

Zachary looked in the car to see Cynthia leaning weakly against her seat. Her face was deathly pale, yet she still smiled and signed at him. “It’s just superficial wounds. I’m okay. Let’s go back.”

He then gestured for everyone to get back into the cars and headed toward the hot spring resort.

way back, Zachary contemplated calling Henry. However, he ultimately decided against it as it was already late, and Henry might be asleep. If his call woke Henry up, he might incur even more of that man’s

courtyard in a wheelchair. His unexpected

them and

are you here?” Zachary

your phone. I

chose his words carefully. “Louis had an emergency

be more important than

a life and death situation,” Zachary rebuked. “Is that

something happen to him while he was on their territory, the

had an emergency, it would be understandable for Zachary to tend to

Blackwood, be careful,” the nurse said as she

turned to look at Cynthia. “Cynthia, how

superficial wounds. I’m fine.” Cynthia gestured. “Grandpa, please stop scolding Zachary. Sir Louis did have an emergency, so

Henry was deeply moved

to be,” Cynthia continued in sign language. “It was my fault. I insisted on going along, and now Zachary is

how guilty Cynthia felt. “Don’t say that. It’s his fault for having neglected you. It’s getting windy outside. Why don’t you head