Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“Why isn’t there any signal here? I want to give Mommy a call, Mr. Spencer.” Robbie lifted his head and gave Spencer a serious look.

q“All the signals had to be turned off, Robbie, as we’re in a special ward,” Spencer explained in a gentle voice.

“What’s a special ward?”

Jamie looked around and became anxious when he realized there were bodyguards everywhere.

“It’s a special ward for Mr. Henry,” Spencer explained with a grin, “Don’t worry, all these uncles are Mr. Henry’s bodyguards. They’ll not hurt you.”

“Is Mr. Henry sick? How is he?’ Ellie tilted her head and asked, “Did the doctor give Mr. Henry a jab?”

“Yes, the doctor did that this morning.” Spencer smiled. “Mr. Henry woke up this morning. He knew all of you are worried about him, so he asked me to bring you here.”

“So Mr. Henry is okay? Phew.” Robbie heaved a sigh of relief, and he seemed a little more relaxed now.

Henry soon?” Ellie pouted and

must not ask him

all of you,” Spencer ruffed the back of Jamie’s head and

“Okay, Mr. Spencer.”

isolation gown, and

a tall man standing beside the bed,

knitted his brows. “Why did you

missed them very much. He asked

more than his own grandson,” Zachary said aloofly and was ready to walk out of the

three children stepped aside when he walked past them as they were terrified

monster?” Zachary said with

let out a cold snort, made a face, and hid behind

is how you express your gratitude after I’ve taken the trouble to piggyback you?”

balled his tiny fingers to a fist and was