Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

After Zachary signed the last document, he drawled, “Go.”

“Yes.” Ben quickly did as told.

Right then, Bruce showed up and announced excitedly, “Ms. Lindberg has moved into Northridge. Morgan arrived first with the kids and had been busy ever since. Ms. Lindberg is on the way there.”

“Mm.” Zachary promptly relaxed at the news. His tone turned gentle as he said, “The kids told me last night that they’ll be spending the night there today. Tell Marino to give them a ride there.”

“Yes, I’ve informed Marino about that.” Sensing Zachary’s delight, Bruce beamed and asked, “Should you head back home earlier today to keep Ms. Lindberg company—”

“No need,” Zachary interjected, his expression turning downcast. “We’ve agreed to stay out of each other’s way.”

“Then…”

“Head over to check the villa,” Zachary instructed. “It has been empty for a few months, so some pests might’ve built their nest there. There might also be some wild animals or something inside. The women are afraid of stuff like that, so bring some men along to deal with that. See if they need any help.”

I’ll get to it right away!” Bruce replied

and his subordinates in. Robert boomed out from afar, “Zachary, it’s

to your arrival, Sir Robert? I could’ve picked you up from the airport.” Zachary rose to his feet and greeted the old man. “What a surprise to

back and guffawed out loud. “I decided to visit on a whim.

Have a

the other two secretaries busied themselves with

Robert’s subordinates stood

I didn’t get to give you a warm welcome in Pillere back then.

gestured for his subordinates to place two intricate silver boxes on the desk before he opened them

appeared in everyone’s sight. The jewelry seemed to be antiques, even

had never worn them, but now, she

ago, so their value must’ve increased by now. Most importantly, there’s a legend saying whoever wears them will be blissfully

an exorbitant amount, even by today’s standards,” drawled Zachary as he glanced at the jewelry. Calmly, he continued, “As a man, I’m not