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.”

there in a

for you.” Mrs. Berry then

into the bathroom cautiously. Zachary was still in the shower. “The

“Yeah.” Zachary responded.

more but promptly started on her skincare routine

shower in his towel, with one hand drying his still-wet hair. While he did not lose

from her mirror as the anxiety

of strategy, perhaps? A cold war

go down first,” said

to wait for her, he had already left the

and disappointed by his behavior. After all, what did she do

now, he gave her the cold

way she

was grit her

sighed audibly, got dressed,

spiral staircase, she heard a cheerful voice that came from

“Daddy, this is delicious!”

piece

thoughtfully and nodded in agreement.

not usually the type to have sweet things for breakfast. Ever since the

this!” Jamie picked up a piece of his honey-soaked waffle and fed it to Zachary. “Mrs.

waffle piece and again, remarked on how