Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort chapter 12

“Please don’t take photos and videos of us. This is an infringement of our image rights,” Robbie reminded coolly.

“I can take selfies with pretty ladies. No selfies with boys, though.” Jamie smirked. “Only pretty ladies!”

“Shh, you’re disturbing Fifi!” Ellie put a finger up to her lips.

Fifi was nodding off on her shoulder.

“Ah, how adorable! Can we take a selfie with you?” A few young ladies surrounded them.

“Nope, sorry. We don’t do that.” Robbie kept his cool.

“Okay, Robbie, Jamie, Ellie. I’ve bought the tickets. We can enter now.”

Mrs. Berry returned with the tickets and brought them into the playground.

Charlotte went upstairs to a children’s clothing brand on the third floor. There was a sale happening there. She rushed in and grabbed a cart before squeezing into the crowd at the sales section.

Right then, a team of men in black marched in authoritatively and ordered everyone to make way.

The young mothers who were busy shopping immediately stopped. They glanced at the scene and discussed. “Who is that? What a grand entrance.”

Any of them

sank. A male escort at

it Gigolo In

for Divine Corporation’s president,” a mother with neat

working at Divine Corporation. The president has eighteen bodyguards with a golden

think the president is here, judging by the

dreamily. “The bodyguards are hunks. I wonder

and tall bodyguards are short

“That’s right.”

mind. Short and ugly? He is neither short nor

a defense line in front of the Italian restaurant right opposite the shop and straightened their

a tall and imposing

stared at his back from a distance. Indeed,

some reason, his back looked familiar to her. Where have I seen him

were having a lot of fun

with them the entire time. A few parents came to her, and they started

the restroom to pee. He was exiting the restroom with his hands in his pockets when he saw a

there blood

the blood trail and arrived at the storeroom