Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Zachary worked for the entire night and only switched off his laptop at five in the morning. Massaging his temples, he planned to sleep for two more hours before waking up.

At that moment, Bruce suddenly knocked on the door. “I have something to report to you, Mr. Nacht.”

“Come in,” replied Zachary.

Bruce walked in and closed the door. After scanning his surroundings and ensuring that there were no cameras, he whispered, “I’ve checked the vicinity. There’s nothing suspicious and Sharon is still locked up. As for Ben…”

“Speak.” Zachary frowned.

“He hasn’t found any problems yet. However, he said that the entrance of Mr. Henry’s residence is still tightly locked. They even strengthened the security, which is quite suspicious,” Bruce stated softly.

When Zachary heard that, his expression became solemn. He remained silent for a few seconds before instructing, “Tell him to keep an eye there. If anything happens, inform me straight away!”

“Yes, sir.” Bruce quickly left to relay the message.

Although Zachary wanted to rest initially, he could no longer sleep now. He could already guess what was happening over at Henry’s place…

After half a month of peace, chaos was about to start again.

a deep sigh and got up to bathe. After changing into a

was prepared to go to the kitchen. She was surprised to see Zachary walking down the stairs too. “Were you up the entire night, or

you think?” joked Zachary. “Looking at my complexion, it’s obvious

then.” Mrs. Rawlston nodded with a smile. “Why didn’t you sleep

or it’ll just keep accumulating.” Zachary strode into the kitchen. “Before I leave, I’d like

be returning from today onward?” asked Mrs. Rawlston, stunned. “Where will you be staying,

rest that the senior management and the president’s office will have to work

he rolled up his sleeves

You’re working so hard.” Mrs. Rawlston’s

“If not, they won’t have any

“I’m coming!”

up, she could taste blood

dazedly and went to the bathroom to wash up. It was then that she discovered that her lips were split. Although the wound had been treated, it

felt sore, as if

was probably not

enter, Ms.