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

walked barefooted into the bathroom cautiously. Zachary was still in the

“Yeah.” Zachary responded.

didn’t dare say more but promptly started on

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 not even glance at

observed him from her mirror as the anxiety wormed its way into

a change of strategy, perhaps? A

down

for her, he had

by his behavior.

now, he gave

way she

do was grit her teeth and bear with

got dressed, and went

spiral staircase, she heard a cheerful voice

“Daddy, this is delicious!”

fed Zachary a piece

thoughtfully and nodded in agreement. “Yes,

breakfast. Ever since the children moved in, he

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

ate the waffle piece and again, remarked on how good it