Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“I’m here to discuss the Gymnasium Project, Zachary,” Robert finally revealed why he was here. “I believe you’ve read the relevant documents. As the other shareholders are fine with it, we just need your signature.”

“The other shareholders are fine with it?” Zachary arched an eyebrow. “Are they waiting for my decision?”

He knew the shareholders wouldn’t dare to say a word before he did.

“Ha! Of course,” Robert replied with an awkward grin. “You need to approve it.”

“Mm, I’m going to be the bad guy.” Zachary sipped on his coffee.

“Er…” Robert had no idea Zachary was going to be this difficult. Though he was upset, he had to tamp down his irritation to persuade Zachary.

“You’re the most influential person in the corporate world. No one will dare to question your decision, but that doesn’t mean you’re a bad guy.”

“Why not? Signing the document means offending my children’s mommy.” Zachary didn’t bother mincing his words. “If it was someone else, never mind. She’s the only person I dare not provoke!”

them as Robert’s brows snapped together. “Didn’t you break up with her a while ago?” he asked, confused.

“The Nacht family and Lindberg family are at odds, and you aren’t related to her anymore.

with

helplessly. “She’s the mother of my children, and they listen to

was speechless. It was clearly an excuse, but he couldn’t find a plausible reason to

boxes back to him. “Instead, go to the person involved. If

“But I—”

appointment.” Zachary seemed torn. “Why don’t

Robert responded stiffly. He stood

Robert!” Zachary called, pointing at the silver boxes. “Take these with you. Perhaps

course of

with rage as he spun on

the boxes, wondering if they should

box and handed it to them. “Take it. They are