Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort novel Chapter 1325

“Okay…” The children were disappointed, but they obediently went to bed.

Zachary stood up and walked out of the room. However, he only took two steps before knocking into the corner of the table.

Thump! The loud noise startled the children.

“It’s nothing, it’s nothing. It’s just too dark in here,” he reassured them as Ben darted over to support Zachary.

Charlotte was at the doorway, and when she saw the scene, a strange feeling washed over her.

She abruptly felt that there was something odd about Zachary.

Zachary had undergone strict training since he was a child; he possessed superior physique and senses than the average person. Even if the entire room was dark—the room was still lit with a dim wall lamp—he should be able to walk around without crashing into anything.

Moreover, she realized he seemed to have been careful on his way to the outside of the room.

Furthermore, Ben seemed excessively nervous.

“Daddy.” Robbie ran out for Zachary, but he spotted Charlotte by the doorway. “Mommy!”

The moment Ben realized Charlotte was standing there, panic flickered past his eyes. Nevertheless, he recomposed himself quickly and smiled at her. “Ms. Lindberg, you’re here. Mr. Nacht has been sitting on that tiny chair for too long, so his legs had pins and needles.”

“The children’s chair is indeed a little too short for him,” Charlotte nonchalantly agreed with him as she glanced at Zachary’s legs. “It must have been a hard time for his long legs.”

“Good to know that you know,” Zachary snapped.

“Mommy, Daddy he…”

“Robbie, go back to your room with Jamie and sleep,” Charlotte interrupted softly. “I’ll send your daddy back.”

Robbie opened his mouth, but in the end, he swallowed the words that were at the tip of his tongue. Instead, he said, “Daddy hasn’t had a drink after telling us such a long story. Mommy, why don’t you offer him a drink before he leaves?”

“My son’s a sensible boy.” Zachary smiled happily. “However, it’s late now, and I should be going back. Rest earlier, all of you.”

“No, it’s fine. It’s better if you have a drink before you leave,” Charlotte promptly said. “Otherwise, the boy might think that I’m torturing you.”