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

set the table for you.”

walked barefooted into the bathroom cautiously. Zachary was still in the shower. “The kids are waiting for

“Yeah.” Zachary responded.

more but promptly started on her skincare

a while, Zachary walked out of the shower in his towel, with one hand drying his still-wet hair. While he did not lose his temper, he also did

from her mirror as the anxiety wormed

perhaps? A cold war instead of your

go down first,”

wait for

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

father. And now, he gave her the

way she

could do was grit her teeth and bear

sighed audibly, got

the spiral staircase, she heard a cheerful voice that came from the dining

“Daddy, this is delicious!”

a piece of her banana

and nodded in agreement. “Yes, it’s

type to have sweet things for breakfast. Ever since the children moved in, he noticed that

piece of his honey-soaked

piece and again, remarked on