Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“I noticed.” Michael smiled gently. “I met the kindergarten teachers downstairs and chatted with them. Seems like there’s another side to the story, huh?”

“Yeah.” Charlotte frowned. “I’m confused too…”

“It doesn’t matter.” Michael changed the topic. “Everything’s fine as long as you and your children are safe.”

“That’s right.” She did not want to mull over it excessively either. Regardless of what the truth was, she was in no position to resist. Her priority was to protect her children and leave everything else aside first.

“I’m leaving now. Stay safe.” Michael gazed at her deeply and left. When he reached the lift lobby, he suddenly stopped in his tracks and turned around. “Charlotte, it’s not necessarily the case that you have no other paths to take!”“What?” She did not quite understand what he was saying.

“If you can’t take it anymore, someone can protect you,” said Michael, his words concealing a deeper meaning. “Think about it…”

With that, he stepped into the lift.

Charlotte frowned, feeling puzzled. When she closed the door and turned around, she suddenly remembered her father’s letter…

He said that if she was ever at her wit’s ends, she could call a number that belonged to M Nation.

matter what happened, that person would definitely solve it for

have I

might be of help if I encounter another crisis

But…

must not contact that person unless she was left with no other options. Once she

probably hinting

seemed like he had already read the

Charlotte’s heart sank again. She shook her head and tried to dispel those thoughts from her mind. It was more important to solve the current problem

While lying on the bed, she sent a message to Mrs. Berry: Mrs. Berry, the kids are already safely

hands and overwhelmed

in his robe. Gazing at the starry expanse of the sky, he silently sipped

“Ms. Windt has already returned home. Ms. Longman and Ms. Cheney from the kindergarten have already left too. At your instructions, the medical staff stayed to take care

Fifi to her. However, he left after chatting for two minutes without

continued sipping on his wine silently. When he finished an entire glass, he instructed, “Don’t let Grandpa

contact him on their own accord, I