Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“Oh dear, what happened to your shirt, Mr. Nacht?” At the same moment, another paramedic exclaimed, “What’s this?”

“Let me take a look at that.” The younger one between them went in for a closer inspection. “If I’m guessing this correctly, it should be bird droppings.”

“Did it come from that little parrot?” The two of them looked at the unconscious Fifi in astonishment.

“Right, that has to be it.” A third paramedic came out of the washroom and sounded agitated. “I saw that bird poop on Mr. Nacht last night and he didn’t seem too pleased…”

“Could it be…” The trio looked upon Fifi with considerable sympathy.

Charlotte was taken aback as she looked blankly at the bird. It crossed her mind that Fifi could have been strangled by Zachary.

Her strength escaped her as she nearly collapsed onto the bed.

“Ms. Windt…” The younger paramedic propped her up and offered her some gentle words of consolation, “Please take care of your health. The parrot is still alive so you might be able to save it if you could get it to a veterinarian.”

“As we have other matters to attend to, we should be going.”

paramedics appeared tense and left as quickly as they

followed suit, afraid that Charlotte

sat in the room by herself and was extremely upset with Zachary

about being considerate or a teddy bear at heart were all empty

throttle

him an absolute

about it, the more

himself to do

triplets in the mistaken belief that

nervous that she started to pace around

close and peeked out, she

family bodyguards were all scrambling

put on her shoes while she made a break for

the paramedic on watch took notice, she shouted, “Heavens, Ms.

the elevator and jabbed at the button

time two of the bodyguards reacted, the door had already closed upon