Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“Alright, alright! Go wash your hands and we’ll have breakfast together.”

Now that Charlotte was back, Mrs. Berry could finally take a breather.

The former took over the job of caring for the children and placed all the food she had brought on the table.

Coupled with the toast and oatmeal Mrs. Berry had prepared, it was a wholesome breakfast.

The family sat at the dining table, happily enjoying their meal.

Charlotte promised to take them to the amusement park in the afternoon—on the condition that they helped Mrs. Berry do the dishes and tidy the kitchen.

The children raised their arms in agreement.

Mrs. Berry beamed as she saw how elated they looked.

However, she couldn’t help but worry after noticing Charlotte come home in a different set of clothes.

After breakfast, Mrs. Berry dragged Charlotte into a room while the children cleaned the kitchen. “Are you seeing someone, Miss?”

“Yeah.” Charlotte didn’t want to keep it a secret from her.

is it? Do

is why I haven’t brought him home. But don’t worry; I’m all grown up now. I won’t be as muddled as I once was, and I’m aware of

nothing much Mrs. Berry could say except to give the woman a reminder. “Be careful outside.

“I won’t. Don’t worry.”

and Mrs. Berry brought the

basic games, so

since Mrs. Berry hadn’t been in the best of health lately, she would begin panting in exhaustion just after a brief walk, and her back would

days. Feeling extremely guilty, Charlotte talked to Mrs.

being that part-timers were expensive and that she didn’t feel safe having a

her otherwise, Ellie’s voice suddenly rang

over and spotted Hector’s mother, Julia Zimmer, and a few bodyguards taking Timothy to the

entire carousel and even made the bodyguards pay the other visitors

Timothy didn’t seem pleased at all, for he still had a

that was until he saw

“Elisa!”

jumped off the carousel, only to trip

the carousel platform was still moving, and the boy was

“Oh, God! Timmy!”

out

swiftly went