Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Zachary’s voice had put Michael in a daze. He was completely silent on the other end as if he had lost his voice.

Charlotte rubbed her aching temples and hurriedly chimed in. “Michael, thanks for calling, but I have to go. We’ll be in touch.”

With that, she hung up.

Charlotte raised her head and glanced at Zachary, but there was no way to calm her heart that pounded furiously in her chest. “Well, you heard it. Michael meant to call and inform me that Helena was getting married. He didn’t mean anything else.”

“I heard.”

Zachary then returned her phone to her and walked into the bathroom without a word.

Charlotte gazed at him calmly, but she was frightened. The silence was unsettling. Was he a time bomb waiting to explode? Was he going to go after Michael quietly?

She was deep in thought when a knock came from outside the door. ‘Are you awake, Miss?” Mrs. Berry’s cheery voice came through. “The children want to have breakfast with the both of you.”

be there in a

table for you.”

the bathroom cautiously. Zachary was still in the shower.

“Yeah.” Zachary responded.

didn’t dare say more but promptly started on her skincare

his still-wet hair. While he did not lose his temper, he also did not even glance

mirror as the anxiety wormed its way into

this a change of strategy, perhaps? A cold war

go down first,”

Charlotte could ask him to wait for her, he had

his behavior. After

father. And now, he gave her the cold

was no way she could

grit her

got

staircase, she heard a cheerful voice that came from the

“Daddy, this is delicious!”

Zachary a piece of

thoughtfully and nodded in agreement. “Yes,

for breakfast. Ever since the children moved in, he noticed that his

up a piece of his honey-soaked waffle and fed it to Zachary. “Mrs. Berry

piece and again, remarked