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!”

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

wouldn’t sound so harsh. “The Nacht family and Lindberg family are at odds, and you aren’t related to

with a careful

can’t help it.” Zachary shrugged helplessly. “She’s the mother of my children, and they listen to her. If she’s upset and complains to them, I’ll

excuse, but he couldn’t find a plausible reason to retort that excuse of

my signature.” Zachary pushed the jewelry boxes back to him. “Instead, go to the person involved. If you

“But I—”

I just remembered I have an appointment.” Zachary seemed torn. “Why don’t you join

responded stiffly. He stood up and

“Take these with you. Perhaps you might need it when your son gets you

a course of

as he spun on his

at the boxes, wondering if they should take

and handed it to