Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“You’re right. I’ll think about it,” the old Mr. Nacht said, nodding in agreement.

“Can you help me move my sister to this room too? It’s easier for me to look after the both of them here,” Robbie requested, only for a few nurses to appear at the door just seconds later with his sleeping sister in tow.

“That’s already settled,” the old Mr. Nacht said. “Anything else?”

Robbie lowered his gaze and thought about it for a moment before answering, “That’s it for now.”

“Alright then, it’s my turn now,” the old Mr. Nacht said with a grin. “Can you help me?”

“Help you?” Robbie asked as curiosity got the better of him.

The old Mr. Nacht pointed at the basket sitting on the table and said, “My family sent me lots of food, but I don’t really have much of an appetite. Can you help me finish them? I don’t want to waste food, after all.”

As he spoke, Spencer walked over to the table and unpacked the lunch boxes.

Robbie’s nostrils the moment Spencer uncovered the basket, and

stomach growled at the sight of the food as he struggled to move

Mr. Nacht said with an exasperated sigh. “Oh dear, looks like you can’t finish it by

before he was cut off by Ellie’s cries. “Mommy!

shouted, rushing over to Ellie’s side and patting her shoulder gently.

burying her face in Robbie’s chest.

Robbie said, wiping her

I’m hungry,” Ellie answered, licking

as he helped Ellie up into a sitting position. He walked back to the old Mr. Nacht’s

need to thank me!” the old Mr. Nacht said hurriedly.

food that was meant for you,” Robbie said, raising his head to meet the old Mr. Nacht’s eyes. “When my Mommy and Mrs. Berry are here, I’ll ask

a pact!” the old Mr. Nacht

sticking out his