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.

for more than twenty hours, but even then,

denying that his condition was gradually improving, thus proving that Dr. Wright’s operation

nap, he just couldn’t lay his worries to rest and insisted on

Lupine’s whereabouts. Unfortunately, the search for them was still

such, Ben decided to deploy a few people

Lupine, please be all

continued to pass by, and it was early morning when Zachary finally woke from his deep slumber. Not only

more than happy to

Ben, Hanna had been so worried about Zachary’s safety that she hadn’t had a good night’s sleep. When she heard that he was craving her food, she shed happy tears and rushed off

help and stretched his limbs. “Wow. How

Ben replied with a chuckle. “But everything’s fine now. You look

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 before I knock everyone out with my

“Hahaha, will do!”

under the pillow. Alas, all he saw were concerned text messages from Nancy. With nary a call or text from Charlotte, he couldn’t help but feel

has always been like that. I shouldn’t be

after, only to find out that her phone was switched