Even if they ignore everything else, getting the reporters and paparazzi to barge into the place at the right moment would be a difficult enough task.
What the hell is going on?
Ben couldn’t figure it out at all.
At that moment, the only thing he could do was to obey Zachary’s orders and keep the media contained. I will have to wait until Mr. Nacht wakes up before I can deal with everything else.
Ben never expected Zachary to sleep until the next afternoon.
He’s probably exhausted. Add that to the fact that he drank a lot on the night before, and I guess it’s understandable why he’s not waking up regardless of how much I call out.
Still, they needed Zachary to make the decisions, so Ben knocked on the door a few more times. No one came to answer, anyway.
It was the weekends, so all three kids had a tuition class at home. They were heading down the stairs to have lunch after their class. That was when they saw Ben pacing in circles in front of Zachary’s bedroom. Robbie stepped forward and asked, “What’s wrong, Mr. Ben?”
“I have some urgent matter to report to your daddy,” replied Ben anxiously, “Mr. Robbie, do you mind getting in and checking?”
“No problem,” said Robbie before he knocked on the door. No one responded, so Robbie immediately informed, “Daddy, I’m coming in, okay?”
As Robbie spoke, he opened the door and walked into the room. Jamie and Ellie followed along.
“Daddy is sleeping so soundly,” commented Ellie.
She had walked to the bedside and saw that Zachary was hugging his pillow and sleeping away soundly. He was frowning a little and was snoring a bit.
“Daddy…” called out Jamie softly, “Wake up. Mr. Ben is looking for you.”
Zachary didn’t react.
Robbie headed over and checked Zachary’s breathing before turning to Jamie and Ellie, then saying, “Daddy is fine. We should leave for now.”
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