Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“As long she is not around, we can then hide the children’s identity.” Henry knitted his eyebrows. “Now, there’s no time to lose. Let me handle the situation. I’ll send her someplace far away…”

“No!” Zachary interrupted Henry. “She can’t leave…”

“Now that you know the truth, why are you insisting to have her by your side?” Henry fumed. “What’s wrong with you? Don’t you know what’s more important?”

“The sins of the past are not for her to bear.” Zachary’s thoughts were crystal clear. “She was raised by her father and never met her mother. Other than a name, she has no idea who her mother is, let alone be aware of her relationship with the Lindberg family. What right do you have to insist that she pays for the sins of the previous generation?”

“You…”

way, no one will know. As for her resemblance to Isabella, we will just have her keep a low

roared with a sullen expression. “There’s no way you can hide something like that forever. Can you wipe away everything related to her existence? Even if you can, the people she meets may leak it. Do you intend

they have been raised by her alone and their identity hasn’t been made public. Hence, there’s little evidence of their existence. All we need to do is to give them new identities and

words as he did see the logic in them. From

himself to let

the hatred over your father’s death and the interests of the Nacht family, you have to at least consider the three children. Just for their

“Stop…”

in his chair and felt his heart being pulled at opposite ends. One was the rational side of him, while

when Bruce quickly surrounded her with

Nacht, please hand over the antidote.” Bruce approached her and began

don’t?” Zara sneered, “I dare you to lay a finger

that there really is an antidote.” Bruce was delighted. “Ms. Nacht, please hand