Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

q“Are you sure it's fine when we're talking about the children of your arch-enemy?”

Instead of answering her query, Zachary looked at her in the eyes with a deadpan look.

“You know what? They're really huge fans of yours, and they insist on having me sharing your tales with them every day.”

He remarked in a serious tone, “Just bring them here and share the tales of the almighty man with them whenever they want. It's not necessary for you to travel here and there and tire yourself out.”

“What do you mean? Are we officially patching things up?” Charlotte made of fun him because it was such a rare opportunity.

“Can you stop asking the obvious?”

The series of questions she directed at him turned out to be her effort to trick him into begging her to return to him.

She's such a nasty foe! I guess there's nothing I can do since I'm head over heels in love with her, huh?

“Maybe I've accidentally gotten full of myself again, huh?” Charlotte carried on with an aggrieved look. “I'll send Ben to keep you company when I'm away with the children at Northridge.”

“What? I don't need him to keep me company. You need to return once you're done—”

I've promised to tuck them in and

shoes, she brought herself out of his room. “If you're bored, get them to play you a

“Char—”

even stop her because she had left

walked into the room and announced, “Mr. Nacht, Ms. Lindberg has returned to Northridge. She says I'm supposed

couldn't even finish his speech because of Zachary's glare the moment he

shiver running down

of my sight!”

Zachary alone, but he knew he

away to look for Dr. Wright. I'll keep my mouth shut unless I

he ended up growling in pain due

to stay still for another two

in bed was a luxury Zachary couldn't afford because he

the ingredients she needed for dinner

merely capable of preparing a few simple

bunnies and mac and cheese. On top of that, she made

out of the car the moment they