Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort novel Chapter 1719

With that, Robbie walked away as well, leaving Danrique alone in the courtyard.

Watching the children leave, the dejected man murmured to himself, “But that’s the only story I know.”

Danrique did not have anybody telling him stories when he was younger, so the only one he had to share with the children was the one he heard from somebody a few years ago. However, he never expected that it would scare them.

Suddenly, Danrique felt helpless and realized that taking care of children was more difficult than going to war.

“It’s okay. Don’t cry. I’m sure he didn’t do it on purpose.” Charlotte tried to comfort the three little ones.

With faces as pale as a ghost, the children still had tears welling up in their eyes.

Even though Ellie felt much better, she was still clutching her heart, trying to stop it from beating so fast.

“It’s okay, children. You don’t have to be scared. Why don’t I make you guys some tea? I’m sure that’ll calm your nerves.” Hanna then handed the children each a cup of ginger tea. With a cup in their hand, they sat down on the couch and sipped the tea.

Seeing how pale they remained even after drinking the tea, Hanna decided to get them some hot cross bunnies.

Luckily, colors slowly returned to the children’s faces afterward.

At that moment, Morgan appeared and reported that Zachary’s treatment had concluded and that Bruce and Marino were helping him get changed.

Charlotte then immediately instructed Hanna to look after the children before rushing to see Zachary. On her way, Charlotte bumped into Francesca, who was just on her way out of the backyard.

“Is the rogue gone yet?” inquired Francesca in a panic.

“Well, not exactly because I asked him to stay for dinner,” replied Charlotte with an awkward smile.

Displeased with the answer, Francesca pouted in response. “Why isn’t he gone yet? He hates crowds.”

“I know he’s kind of an introvert, but this is his home too. Besides, you and the children are all here, so where’s he supposed to go? You’re my sister-in-law; that makes you family, so I want you to feel at home too.”

“Can you not call me that?”