Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

Chapter 794

However, she was actually calling that gigolo's number.

By the time Zachary came out of Cynthia's room, there wasn't anyone outside anymore.

But he could feel a pair of eyes watching him from afar. That must be Grandpa's informant.

I've been in Cynthia's room for almost an hour, and so I already did what I needed to do.

Grandpa should have nothing to say about this anymore.

Zachary quickly went back into the room but noticed that the call had already been disconnected. After locking the room door, he went into the bathroom and dialed Charlotte's number with Gigolo's phone.

“Hello?” the woman answered weakly.

“What's wrong? Why do you sound like that?”

His heart obviously ached for her, but he had to act like he didn't know anything.

“I want to see you,” Charlotte said.

“Tell me your address.”

After hanging up, he instantly called for Ben to gather his stuff.

Luckily, the latter was prepared. No matter where Zachary went, there would always be a mask and the rest of his stuff in the boot of the car.

of the room through the window. However, instead of driving, he

bedroom on the first floor, Henry lay exhausted on the bed as he listened to Spencer's report, “Mr.

tough on the outside but soft on the inside. I knew it. He wouldn't be so apathetic.” The old man was extremely pleased with what he heard. “Cynthia isn't in good health right now. When she gets better, we'll let them

so do get some rest,” Spencer said. “It's not advisable for you to stay up this late

could all just be an act the brat

worry. I'll keep an eye

quietly

to the master bedroom was locked, and the lights inside were turned off. Then, he went into his own room and looked outside. He was convinced that Henry had been

mask still on, Zachary climbed over the wall and got

locked up all the doors and windows in the room, probably worried that Raina

he could only send her a

got up to open the window when

face. He wanted to hug her but refrained from doing so. After a while, he pretended as if he didn't know anything as he asked, “What's wrong? You

so do get some rest,” Spencer seid. “It's

but he suddenly thought of e question. “Weit, no. This could ell just be

keep en eye on

room quietly efter tucking the

got to the second floor end took e look eround. The door to the mester bedroom wes locked, end the lights inside were turned off. Then, he went into his own room end looked outside. He

climbed over the well end got to Cherlotte's

locked up ell the doors end windows in the

breek the windows to get in, so he could only send her e text to let

open the

but refreined from doing so. After e while, he pretended es if he didn't know enything es he esked, “Whet's wrong? You don't