Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Lucy looked back before closing the door quickly while pulling the secretary away hastily. “Where’s that person?”

The secretary whispered, “On the first floor. Currently being held back by the security guards. I don’t think they can hold him back for long. After all, you and I both know of Ms. Blackwood’s temper…”

“I’ll go. You’ll watch.” With that, Lucy rushed downstairs.

“Aye.”

…

In the office, Zachary was in the midst of signing a stack of documents. As Ben received a call, he glanced briefly at the three children before walking over to Zachary and whispered worriedly, “Ms. Blackwood is here once more.”

“Let her up,” Zachary answered nonchalantly without even lifting his head.

“Huh?” Ben widened his eyes in surprise.

snidely remarked, “I believe I’ve

aback by the cold instruction. Without much ado, he ordered the security guards

security guards themselves were doubtful at first, fearing that they might have mistaken his order. Only

told you that as long as Zachary is present he’ll surely let me up. You mongrels! How dare you stop me from coming in? I’ll make sure to poke your eyes out next time! Useless, blind

the security guards frowned

Zachary to fire you all and throw you back

those harsh words before turning around and strutted upstairs haughtily

trailed behind closely, fearing to incur the same

when she saw an incoming elevator heading up to level 68 which made her stopped in her tracks. Crap. Could it be Sharon heading up

panicked and followed Lucy closely behind. They were trying to mentally prepare themselves to intercept the infamously arrogant and

in the air. With an

Blackwood…” Lucy called out hurriedly to stop her, “I’m sorry. You can’t go in

Out flew Sharon’s palm, landing onto Lucy’s cheek. The force of the smack was so great that the latter’s

lashed out angrily, “How could you raise

pointed at Lucy’s bleeding nose, “Zachary personally gave me the permission to come up. How dare you

head, calmly covering her face, “Apologies, Ms.

filled with fury that she raised her hand to slap Lucy

out suddenly, stopping Sharon’s

one of the secretaries, called out in desperation while feeling relieved at the first sign of rescue, “Ms. Blackwood,

sight to behold.” Ben gazed at Lucy before breaking into a smile, “They’re merely carrying out their orders. Why do you want

Surely, everyone here understands this fact, right?” Sharon spat these words out. Having labeled Lucy as