Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

It was already three in the morning when Zachary came back to Ashenville Garden. The hotel was silent as everyone was asleep. He unbuttoned his jacket and went upstairs quickly. He glanced at Sharon’s room when he went past it, but it was quiet inside.

His subordinate was waiting in his room to report the events of the day. “Cain and Kyle didn’t see Ms. Lindberg, but Ms. Blackwood probably did. She didn’t ask or say anything about it. She has been in her room since you left and didn’t come out since.”

“I see.” Zachary nodded and waved him down.

He had a nightmare that night. In his dream, Charlotte barged into the Nachts’ residence with her subordinates. She killed Henry before she took away the kids, and pointed a gun at him. “You did this, Zachary!” she spat hatefully. “This is for Mrs. Berry.” The gunshot was the last thing he heard.

Zachary woke up and stared at the ceiling in panic, his forehead drenched in sweat.

Someone knocked on the door, and Ben’s voice could be heard. “I bring news, Mr. Nacht.”

After putting

earlier. Also, Synder Group’s stocks took a dip

attack last night, huh?” He looked down. “What a foolish woman. Charlotte’s no

Mr. Henry called me earlier. He told me you didn’t take his call, so he wanted me to tell you that he wants you back

Lindberg Corporation’s trying to take them down, not us. What does this have to do with us?” Zachary’s face

answered. “Also, Ms. Blackwood is waiting for you downstairs. Mr.

a minute. I’ll be there soon,” Zachary

retreated

quickly washed up and changed into a set of new clothes before going down. The medical staff was packing up, and Cynthia was

in the room. “Sorry for neglecting you over the last couple of

been a burden to you.” She gestured. “I hope I haven’t troubled