Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Charlotte, accompanied by Mrs. Berry, rushed to the nearest children’s hospital to get Ellie immediate medical attention. It was already twenty minutes to midnight, yet there was still a long line at the hospital.

Then, Charlotte left Ellie with Mrs. Berry and quickly get in line with the other registrants. She was extremely anxious and worried for her sickly daughter.

“I didn’t even get to check on Robbie and Jamie when I rushed out of the house with you. I wonder how they’re doing right now.” Mrs. Berry was still perturbed about the vexatious ones at home as she was feeding Ellie.

“Those two can take care of themselves, so there’s no need to fret about that.”

Charlotte was feigning to be unconcerned, but she was more worried than anyone else about Robbie and Jamie. Both of them are still toddlers. Although their bodies aren’t as frail as their younger sister, still, how can I not worry? Please be okay.

“I’ve told Fifi to keep an eye on them,” said Mrs. Berry. She then rambled on, “Fifi was acting weird today too, though, ensconcing herself inside that little cage of hers all day long. She only came out to play with Ellie at night right after you left.”

With Fifi by their

long line of registrants ahead of her. Come on… If this

family doctor would have done the trick. There’s no registration whatsoever…” Mrs.

Even if the illness were chronic,

same, people would have changed. The past would be nothing

that she had Raina’s contact number and that she was told to call her if she had

however, as calling Raina also meant

it. Let’s just keep

“Mommy…”

bit, and a stream

Mrs. Berry quickly helped her clean her

over to Ellie’s side and wiped her face with one hand while patting her back with the other one. “Ellie, don’t be afraid. Mommy’s here,

this is unbearable…” sobbed

was pale white. Her whole body was soft as butter, and all the food she ate before was all over

We’ll go see the doctor

on Ellie’s clothes, Charlotte carried Ellie to the side to call on the nurse there. “Miss, my daughter can’t seem to handle it anymore. Can you please let the doctor have

to get infected by the common flu. Many kids have fallen ill, just like yours, and they all have to wait for their turn unless it’s an emergency

occupied with her job that she didn’t even spare any time lifting her head to look

“But…”