Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 1547 Success Or Failure Depends On You 1

“I wasn’t part of the process when Zachary had gone for the test then.” Spencer lowered his gaze. “I remembered we only tested for Robbie’s blood then. We didn’t run any tests on Jamie and Ellie”

“That’s why we’re doing everything now. There must be something wrong in the process somewhere,” Kallum carried on. “Maybe the DNA test results from earlier were fake.”

“Shut up!” Charlotte barked.

Kallum leaped in surprise. Before he could counter, Spencer scolded, “You have no part in this discussion.”

“Mr. Spencer…”

“Enough.” Johann interrupted. “We’ll do as Mr. Spencer said. I’ll need the rest of you to stay here and be part of the discussion to come up with a plan once the results are out.”

“Sure, no problem.”

Everyone nodded with agreement.

“What about the kids?” Charlotte asked urgently. “Did you bring them here?”

“Don’t worry,” Spencer said softly, “I told them they are only here for a routine checkup, so they have no idea behind the actual reason for the test. They are currently waiting in the entertainment room on the 17th floor. Johann and I will personally lead the doctor down to take their blood, then come back up for Zachary’s.”

her eyes and sucked in a calming breath. She knew she was between a

and informed them the

office with him for a short break.” Johann urged,

“Yes, sir.”

though Johann and Spencer believed in Charlotte, they still

even assigned a group of bodyguards to protect “Zachary” as a

was clear that Charlotte had lost her authority to control

person behind him calmed his nerves. He

in a low voice, “What now? Should we expose the imposter’s

“Quiet,” Charlotte hissed.

instantly shut her mouth, not daring

sip of tea, Charlotte picked up her phone to give Lupine a

Lupine can find

“Ms. Lindberg!”

greeted as the

are things

around the bush despite “Zachary” being

and the thought of her other plans had him sitting on the edge

just found the owner of the restaurant and his men. We’re in the midst of interrogating

the restaurant’s job offer the next day after the fire. She even lugged a huge black bag with her. Now that I think of it, Mr. Nacht is