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—”

impossible because I've promised to tuck them in and

her pair of shoes, she brought herself

“Char—”

her because she had left the

the room and announced, “Mr. Nacht, Ms. Lindberg has

Zachary's glare the moment he joined him in the

felt a shiver running down

my

he wasn't supposed to get on the

I'll keep my mouth shut unless

long sigh and tried moving around, but he ended up

rushed over and urged, “You need to stay still for

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

to get the ingredients she needed for dinner ready shortly after

a few simple

hot cross bunnies and mac and cheese. On top

ones rushed out