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!”

were in the hospital as well. You kept calling Mommy and flew all the way to the stairs. We had no choice but to chase after

feathers, “And one must be quiet in the hospital, so don’t

“Mommy, mommy…”

no choice but to

you just say that Fifi called

off. Lately, he had been training Fifi by letting it watch tons of photos and videos of

than that of a human’s,

day before yesterday. You were in the emergency room visiting Great-grandpa. Ellie wanted to visit him too, so I accompanied her over. When we were turning the corner in the corridor, Fifi

he

Kyle was there. If he wasn’t, we would have to look

Robbie to extend

Ellie let go.

flapped its wings and flew to the back of

before telling Jamie, “Jamie, go

tell that Robbie had suddenly turned serious, so the former couldn’t help feeling a

wrong?”

and pointed at the photo before asking Fifi, “Fifi, the person

“Mommy! Mommy!”