Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 792

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.

However, he ultimately decided against it as it was already late, and Henry might be asleep. If his call woke

arrived at the resort, Henry came out from the courtyard in a wheelchair. His unexpected arrival gave everyone a shock as

and stared daggers

here?” Zachary

I thought you were dead,” Henry said

chose his words carefully. “Louis

more important than

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

a man of distinction. Should something happen to

emergency, it would be understandable for

as she helped Cynthia out of

as he turned to look at Cynthia. “Cynthia,

gestured. “Grandpa, please stop scolding Zachary. Sir Louis did have an emergency, so I had him

girl.” Henry was deeply moved by her words.

sign language. “It was my fault. I insisted on going along, and now Zachary

his fault for having

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