Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“No, I cannot let that happen. Mr. Nacht will blame me for this,” Raina anxiously said.

q“I really need to draw things clear because of him.” Charlotte suddenly put on a stern face.

“I hope that no matter what happens between him and me, we can still be friends with each other. That’s the only way I can continue to let Mrs. Berry undergo her treatment here. Otherwise, she’s going to be in danger if our relationship goes down the drain.”

“This…”

Raina was rendered speechless. She could see where Charlotte was coming from. If the latter was fully dependent on Mr. Nacht for Mrs. Berry’s treatment, the man reserved the right to terminate his sponsorship as he pleased.However, if Charlotte was seeking treatment as an ordinary patient, then the hospital would be liable for the patient, and to answer to Charlotte.

“Let’s just go with this. Don’t worry about the money. I can still cope with the hospital bills.” Then, Charlotte steered the conversation in another direction, “About my friend’s mother’s condition, I brought her medical records today.”

Charlotte handed over Olivia’s mother’s medical records to Raina.

She skimmed through the records and said, “This is a tad complicated. I need to run this through my team for a discussion. I’ll come back to you on this in two days’ time, alright?”

“Sure, thank you.” Charlotte nodded her head. “I’ll accompany Mrs. Berry then.”

“Sure.”

the kids accompanied Mrs. Berry for the whole afternoon. They had only left the hospital at about five in the afternoon when the kids were getting

Charlotte settled the fifty-thousand hospital bill and went back to Mrs. Berry’s ward. “Mrs.

looking after me. It must be tough for you to handle three kids alone. There’s no need to rush here

can’t say the same for Monday when the

“Take care.”

“Goodbye, Mrs. Berry!”

you and Fifi! You guys have to listen

“Yes, Mrs. Berry.”

called for a cab to take the kids

triplets were thrilled by the idea and vowed to help Charlotte with the

gestured for the others to shush, and whispered to his mother, “Mommy, it’s a call from Mr.

up then.”

“Hello, Mr. Henry.”

you guys? I want to come to pick you guys for dinner.” Henry was beaming on the other end. “Let’s not go to Fairytale Land today. I’ll take you guys to the beach. It’s

Henry, hold on.” Robbie covered the microphone