Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

Chapter 792

Chapter 792

It was already half past one in the morning when Zachary left Charlotte's villa. He checked his phone, only to find seven or eight missed calls from Henry.

Zachary knew he had to check in on Cynthia, or Henry would throw a fit and go after him.

After all, he couldn't afford to anger Henry any further, so he decided to head to the hospital near Ashenville Garden to see Cynthia.

He was well on his way when he spotted a car driving toward him from the opposite direction.

Both cars pulled over, and Ben got out of the other car. “Mr. Nacht,” Ben greeted with a bow.

“What's going on? Where's Cynthia?”

“Ms. Blackwood is in the car,” Ben replied softly. “Her wounds have been checked out. But she refused to stay in the hospital, so we got the doctor's permission to bring her home.”

Zachary looked in the car to see Cynthia leaning weakly against her seat. Her face was deathly pale, yet she still smiled and signed at him. “It's just superficial wounds. I'm okay. Let's go back.”

He then gestured for everyone to get back into the cars and headed toward the hot spring resort.

On their way back, Zachary contemplated calling Henry. However, he ultimately decided against it as it was already late, and Henry might be asleep. If his call woke Henry up, he might incur even more of that man's wrath.

As soon as they arrived at the resort, Henry came out from the courtyard in a wheelchair. His unexpected arrival gave everyone a shock as they hurriedly bowed to greet him.

Henry ignored them and stared daggers at Zachary.

“Why are you here?” Zachary frowned at him.

your phone. I thought you were

words carefully. “Louis had

important than Cynthia's well-being?”

life and death situation,” Zachary rebuked. “Is that important

something happen to him while he was on their territory, the Nacht family wouldn't be

an emergency, it would be

said as

face was fraught with worry as he turned to look at Cynthia. “Cynthia, how are you? Were you badly

superficial wounds. I'm fine.” Cynthia gestured. “Grandpa, please stop scolding Zachary. Sir Louis

Henry was deeply moved by her words. “You're so

be,” Cynthia continued in sign language. “It was my fault. I insisted on going along, and now

end stered deggers

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couldn't reech you on your phone. I thought you were

words cerefully. “Louis hed en emergency

importent then

end deeth situetion,” Zechery rebuked. “Is thet

heppen to him while

it would be understendeble for Zechery to

cereful,” the nurse seid es she helped Cynthie out of

freught with worry es he turned to look et Cynthie. “Cynthie,

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