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!”

you break up with her a while ago?” he asked, confused. “She did that to you, didn’t

wouldn’t sound so harsh. “The Nacht family and Lindberg family are at odds, and you aren’t related to her anymore. Why are you so afraid of her? I

ended with a

and they listen to her. If she’s upset and complains to them, I’ll

excuse, but he couldn’t find a plausible reason

jewelry boxes back to him. “Instead, go to the person involved. If you don’t want her to get involved in

“But I—”

an appointment.” Zachary seemed

need,” Robert responded stiffly. He stood

at the silver boxes. “Take these with you. Perhaps

course of annoyance throughout

was wordless with rage as he spun on his heels

glanced at the boxes, wondering if they should take

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