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.”

and hot. Any of them could be the top male escort

Charlotte’s heart sank. A

it Gigolo

Divine

has eighteen bodyguards with a

“I think the president is here, judging by the number of

are hunks. I

handsome and tall bodyguards are short

“That’s right.”

up in Charlotte’s mind. Short and ugly? He is neither

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

tall and imposing man walked

stared at his back from a distance. Indeed, it was

reason, his back looked familiar to

kids were having a lot of fun in

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

restroom to pee. He was exiting the restroom with his hands in his pockets when he saw a trail of blood on the ground. His eyes immediately widened

there blood on the

blood trail and arrived at the storeroom where a