My Fabulous Girl Boss

Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort chapter 1387

Zachary continued to be in and out of sleep for the rest of the day. Whenever he woke up, he’d only ask for the time and the well-being of his children and Charlotte before going back to sleep again.

Because of that, he hadn’t eaten anything except for the sips of water when he took his medicine.

It was past nine at night when Zachary roused from his sleep and once again asked if Charlotte had returned.

Ben remained calm and collected as he replied, “Lupine informed me that they’d be staying at Mount Phoenix for a couple more days. Ms. Lindberg was very worried about your injuries and even asked me how you were doing. I assured her that you’re all right and recovering well—”

“No. Don’t tell her about my condition,” Zachary firmly instructed.

“Okay, okay, I got it.”

Fortunately, Ben knew the right words to say so it wouldn’t arouse Zachary’s suspicions. It also helped that Zachary was too out of sorts to detect Ben’s lies.

“Don’t call too much either, or Charlotte will suspect something…” Zachary mumbled, his eyes getting heavier by the second. “Remember to inform me when she’s back.”

“I know. Stop worrying and go to sleep,” Ben said as he adjusted the blanket.

twenty hours, but even then,

denying that his condition was gradually improving, thus proving that

two nights. Although everyone begged him to take a nap, he just couldn’t lay

Cain every two hours to ask about Charlotte and Lupine’s whereabouts. Unfortunately, the search for them was still underway, and Cain could offer

Ben decided to deploy

please

early morning when Zachary finally woke from his deep slumber. Not only did he look a lot more

than happy to accede

good night’s sleep. When she heard that he was craving her food,

bed with Ben’s help and stretched his limbs. “Wow. How long have I been sleeping? My

two days,” Ben replied with a chuckle. “But everything’s fine now. You

energy too,” Zachary muttered as he rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. “Fill the tub for me. I’m going to take a nice, long bath

“Hahaha, will do!”

under the pillow. Alas, all he saw were concerned text messages from Nancy. With nary a call or text

Charlotte has always been like that. I

only to find out that her phone