Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“Yes.” Zachary put down the tablet and ran his fingers through his hair. “Gotta meet Mr. L.”

“Understood, I’ll have that arranged. By the way, I also heard that Helena sent Ms. Windt an invitation too?”

“It was expected,” replied Zachary. “Make sure to have a suitable outfit prepared for her.”

“Very well.” With that, Ben immediately made arrangements over the phone.

In the back seat, Ellie and Jamie were watching an introductory video to the Divine Corporation on their respective tablets. The two were so engrossed in the video that they were looking at it wide-eyed in awe.

Ellie pointed at the tablet excitedly and said, “Daddy is amazing! He made so many cool things like robots and stuff! That’s so cool!”

“Yes, yes, Daddy is my idol!” responded Jamie haughtily.

“Mine too!”

“Idol, idol!”

had picked up several new words recently and seemed to be getting smarter by the

at the children.

“Okay, Daddy.”

to help, but Zachary stopped them with a wave of his hand. “Let

immediately moved aside and

was the first to put his shoes

a little slow because of his fractured

been slower and clumsier than both

the car finally

to hurry but

anxiously fretting over his younger siblings. He squatted down and tried to help them. “Hurry up. We’re already here, and many people

Zachary looked at Robbie with a gentle smile. “They can’t always be

wait. He frowned as he watched his siblings struggle with their shoes and

find that the children were still putting their shoes on and that Zachary was still in his seat. He seemed to have no intention of getting off the car yet. They shared a look and hurriedly

the employees and company bodyguards waited for them in two neat

felt strange. Why was Mr. Nacht taking so long to leave the

frowned, seemingly nervous at the

a while of struggling, Jamie and Ellie finally managed to put their shoes on correctly. The two slumped in their seats, sweating as if the simple act had knocked all the wind out of them. However, they did not forget their manners. “We’re sorry, Daddy. We’re too slow.

too.” Jamie sounded anxious. “I