Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Meanwhile, Michael and Charlotte had arrived at the Garden Villa—old Mr. Nacht’s residence in the northern suburbs.

Michael alighted to request an audience with the master of the house but was told by the bodyguard that he had gone out early and had not mentioned when he might return.

The guard offered no opposition when Michael said he would like to wait outside the gates.

When the man returned to the car, Charlotte asked, “How did it go?”

“Mr. Nacht’s away, but I plan to stay here and wait. Shall I have someone send you back first?”“I won’t be able to settle myself down if I were to go back without them.” Charlotte sounded disconsolate. “Michael, I’ve left my phone at home. I’d like to go back to get it. It’ll be terrible if I were to miss any of their calls.”

“Very well. In that case, I’ll go with you.” Michael then had his chauffeur drove them to her place.

…..

At the hospital, old Mr. Nacht met with Zachary at the medical superintendent’s office. “What are you doing here?”

frustrated. “Your chauffeur drove my car over someone and their

called the police?” The old man was astonished. “Where are they? I

this, just in case.” Zachary tried to look

Mr. Nacht flatly refused. “Those children and I have a connection. I will be assuming

you’re neither their father nor mother,” Zachary posited. “We have

we do it this way. You bring the parents here so that I could apologize to them and discuss the terms of compensation before

the traffic police department contacted. If someone is trying to stir up controversy, I’ll be the one

Mr. Nacht found his logic hard to refute. “How do you intend to

Zachary said in all seriousness. “I’ve checked in with the hospital. The kid’s fine, so

and I quite like them. Be

will.” Zachary nodded before he turned to Ben. “Send Mr.

“Yes, sir.”

I want to say

to Spencer while he made his way back to the ward