Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“Has there been an update from Marino yet?” Zachary asked.

“Not yet… They’ve moved again after we went to see Dr. Felch. I think they’re avoiding us out of fear due to what happened two years ago. Marino is currently trying to find out about their whereabouts in Phoenix City. It’s Dr. Felch’s hometown, so they shouldn’t be far,” Ben replied.

“Try Olivia. She should still be in contact with Hayley,” Zachary said wearily while rubbing his forehead.

Ben gave him a worried look. “I’ve contacted Olivia through Peter yesterday, but Ms. Lindberg’s men have her heavily guarded. We’re unable to get anywhere near her. How about we head over to Serene Hospital and get you looked at, Mr. Nacht?”

Zachary closed his eyes and said, “What good are the doctors there if even Raina can’t do a thing about my condition? For now, just focus on finding and bringing Dr. Felch to me. He’s the only one who can fix this.”

“Yes, sir. In that case, I shall take my leave now.” Ben quickly turned around and left so as to not disturb him any further, only to see Cynthia approaching when he opened the door.

She was holding a bowl of herbal tonic in hand and flashed Ben a smile when she saw him.

Ben felt an inexplicable sense of unease when he looked at the bowl, but Zachary’s voice came from behind before he could question her about it. “Is the medicine ready?”

Cynthia then walked straight into the study room and closed the door behind her.

Ben was about to walk away when he heard something shattering inside the room, followed by

medicine! I want Mommy!

bowl of medicine over

hot herbal tonic, causing her to lose her

went pale as she stared

Ellie. “You have to take your medicine or you won’t get

tears as

sorry I raised my voice earlier, Princess Ellie. It’s because my hand got scalded by

the huge red patch that

guilty when she saw it and was about to apologize when a figure appeared next to

Smack!

but she didn’t dare get mad as she saw that it was Cynthia who hit her.

you yell at Ellie like that? Who do you think you are? Get the hell out!” Cynthia signed

out of the room with her hands covering