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Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort novel Chapter 741

“If Mommy ever comes back, will you love and protect her?” Robbie asked again.

“Of course I will,” Zachary replied without hesitation. Then he asked curiously, “Why do you suddenly ask?”

“It’s nothing,” Robbie said shortly. He didn’t want to tell Zachary anything without confirming it for himself first.

“All right. Wash your face and go down to see Great-grandpa. We’ll eat together,” Zachary concluded, patting Robbie’s little head.

“OK,” Robbie nodded obediently.

Zachary returned to his own room and changed his clothes, preparing to join his family for dinner. Just then, Ben appeared with the report: “Mr. Nacht, the hospital just notified us that Ms. Blackwood has woken up.”

 

“OK,” Zachary acknowledged. “We’ll visit her later tonight.”

When Robbie came to Henry’s room, he found Henry sitting in a wheelchair, staring blankly out at the storm. He looked utterly forlorn.

 

“Mr. Robinson, be a good boy and bring this cup of hot tea over to your Great-grandpa,” Spencer whispered placing a steaming cup in Robbie’s hands.

“OK,” Robbie said. He walked over to Henry, calling softly, “Great-grandpa!”

The old man remained motionless.

Robbie crossed over to his front, then repeated in a louder voice, “Great-grandpa!”

Henry finally came to his senses. His eyes fixed on Robbie, bewildered for a moment. Then Henry cried elatedly, embracing Robbie, “Robbie, why are you here?”

“To visit you,” Robbie replied, handing Henry the cup of tea. “Drink this, Great-grandpa.”

“Sure, sure.” Henry was delighted. He took a big swig from the cup and exclaimed, “Wonderful, wonderful!”

“Great-grandpa, I was working on my mechanical dove today. It was rather urgent, so I may have been impolite to you. Don’t be angry,” Robbie apologized meekly.

“No…” Henry patted Robbie’s head, looking at him fondly. “Robbie, you can tell me anything. If you’re unhappy, let it out. You can argue or debate with Great-grandpa, no problem at all. Just don’t keep it to yourself, OK?”

“Got it,” Robbie replied gratefully. Great-grandpa’s really so good to me. What more could I ask for?

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