Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“I need to confirm something…” answered Robbie. He was not in a hurry to share that information with Jamie. Instead, Robbie suggested, “You guys go ahead and have lunch without me. I want to take a closer look.”

“Okay,” said Jamie, who sounded a little disappointed when he added, “I can’t read in that language and can’t help much, anyway.”

“I’ll ask Mrs. Rawlston to take the lunch over so you can eat while reading the documents,” said Ellie. She poured Robbie a glass of water and instructed, “Here, have a sip first. Don’t wear yourself out.”

“Thank you, Ellie,” replied Robbie while nodding. He later urged, “Go on now. Don’t let yourself go hungry.”

“Alright,” said Ellie. She turned around and was ready to leave, but Fifi the parrot saw the photo in the document. It flapped its wings excitedly and said, “Mommy! Mommy!”

Robbie put the document away instantly and frowned at Fifi before growling, “Fifi, don’t make a scene!”

we were in the hospital as well. You kept calling

caressing Fifi’s feathers, “And one must be quiet in the hospital, so don’t make a scene the

“Mommy, mommy…”

no choice but to hide its tiny head under its

say that Fifi called out for

quick to notice that something was off. Lately, he had been training Fifi by letting it watch tons of photos and videos of their Mommy. He did that so

human’s, after

Great-grandpa. Ellie wanted to visit him too, so I accompanied her over. When we were turning the corner in the

when he shared what happened

was there. If he wasn’t, we would have to look for it in

prompted Robbie to extend his hand and

Ellie let go.

wings and flew to the back of

before telling Jamie, “Jamie,

that Robbie had suddenly turned serious, so the former couldn’t help feeling a little unsettled. He ran quickly with his tiny feet to close the door to the

wrong?” asked Ellie

the photo before asking Fifi, “Fifi, the person you

“Mommy! Mommy!”