Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

The magician was still performing on the stage, and so were the brilliant fireworks blooming in the sky.

Lupine and her team of female bodyguards rushed to the front of the stage. They surrounded the children protectively and watched over them on high alert.

Fortunately, all five children were still standing before the stage, still enraptured by the magic show.

Sherlyn was also with them, talking and laughing merrily. It seemed as if she was utterly oblivious to what was happening outside.

Lupine observed Sherlyn and dismissed her suspicions when she saw the latter’s attention was all on the children and the magic performance. In fact, she even felt a tinge of guilt for having doubted her.

Even if someone did manage to sneak in, it would be an assassin from Erihal. Lady Sherlyn can’t have played a part in it. Although she’s overbearingly protective and impatient, there’s inherently nothing bad about her.

While the commotion was going on outside, the two figures in the bedroom were still wrapped in each other’s arms, lost in ecstasy.

At the same time, Charlotte was blissfully fast asleep inside the closet.

The pair of female bodyguards standing guard by the door was unaware of what was going on inside the bedroom.

After all, the sound of the fireworks exploding in the sky outside had drowned out all the sounds coming from inside.

the bedroom upstairs, and her lips curled into a smirk.

she know, Diana

night sky as the magic show came

autographs for the children, snapped photos with them, and taught them

late into the night, and the children

and asked with a smile, “So, did

children shouted happily

that my effort paid off,” she said with a pleased smile. “It’s late now. Let’s

“Okay!” they said obediently.

Morgan and the other female bodyguards to escort the children back to

magician troupe was packing up their

In the meantime, Gordon and his men were combing the area to seek the

of them knew what

returned to her room. As soon as she removed her heavy coat, she asked impatiently, “How

watched Sir Louis enter Ms. Lindberg’s bedroom with our own eyes. It’s been two hours, and they’re still in there,” one maid replied as

elated. “Well, that’s great! With that, the wedding will surely go on! I may