Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

Chapter 1314

“I'm here to discuss the Gymnasium Project, Zachary,” Robert finally revealed why he was here. “I believe you've read the relevant documents. As the other shareholders are fine with it, we just need your signature.”

“The other shareholders are fine with it?” Zachary arched an eyebrow. “Are they waiting for my decision?”

He knew the shareholders wouldn't dare to say a word before he did.

“Ha! Of course,” Robert replied with an awkward grin. “You need to approve it.”

“Mm, I'm going to be the bad guy.” Zachary sipped on his coffee.

“Er...” Robert had no idea Zachary was going to be this difficult. Though he was upset, he had to tamp down his irritation to persuade Zachary.

“You're the most influential person in the corporate world. No one will dare to question your decision, but that doesn't mean you're a bad guy.”

“Why not? Signing the document means offending my children's mommy.” Zachary didn't bother mincing his words. “If it was someone else, never mind. She's the only person I dare not provoke!”

Silence surrounded them as Robert's brows snapped together. “Didn't you break up with her a while ago?” he asked, confused. “She did that to you, didn't she? Why are you still...”

He paused, changing his words so he wouldn't sound so harsh. “The Nacht family and Lindberg family are at odds, and you aren't related to her anymore. Why are you so afraid of her? I don't get it.”

with

“She's the mother of my children, and they listen to her. If she's upset and complains

excuse, but he couldn't find a plausible reason to retort that

signature.” Zachary pushed the jewelry boxes back to him. “Instead, go to the person involved. If you don't want her to get involved in the project, go to

“But I—”

remembered I have an appointment.” Zachary seemed torn.

responded stiffly. He stood up and made

Sir Robert!” Zachary called, pointing at the silver boxes. “Take these with you. Perhaps you might need it when your son gets you

family and Lindbarg family ara at

with a caraful

can't halp it.” Zachary shruggad halplassly. “Sha's tha mothar of my childran, and thay listan to

spaachlass. It was claarly an axcusa, but ha couldn't find a plausibla raason to ratort that axcusa of

back to him. “Instaad, go to tha parson involvad. If you don't want har to gat involvad in tha projact, go

“But I—”

appointmant.” Zachary

stiffly. Ha stood

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