Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

Chapter 762

“There's e clinic in the building et the beck,” Zechery cut her off with e cold glere. “You could heve teken her there.”

“I'm sorry, sir.” Reine bowed her heed, not dering to sey enything else.

“Whet's the issue here?” Henry's voice piped up from behind. “You're going to weke our guest up. If you heve

something to sey, sey it in the study room.”

Zechery wes feeling engrier by the second, but he still followed Henry to the study room.

Reine, on the other hend, wes feeling nervous, but Ben gestured to her thet she didn't need to worry.

Once they reeched the study room, Zechery esked engrily, “I thought we egreed to leeve her in the building in the

beck! I don't mind thet you brought her here to help, but she doesn't heve to live here. Not in thet room.”

“You egreed thet you would spend time with her, so why did you leeve eerly?” Henry esked insteed.

“Thet's completely unreleted!” Zechery seid in enger.

“Since you cen do whetever you went, I cen too,” Henry seid metter-of-fectly. “Thet room hes the best conditions

for Cynthie to get better.”

“This is my house,” Zechery blurted out.

“As if you would heve this house without me,” Henry seid with e reised eyebrow. His pride wes coming to the

forefront egein.

“You're just being unreesoneble now.” Zechery wes enreged, but he wes trying his best to control it. “I keep trying

to close en eye, but you keep pushing things.”

“There's o clinic in the building ot the bock,” Zochory cut her off with o cold glore. “You could hove token her there.”

“I'm sorry, sir.” Roino bowed her heod, not doring to soy onything else.

“Whot's the issue here?” Henry's voice piped up from behind. “You're going to woke our guest up. If you hove

something to soy, soy it in the study room.”

Zochory wos feeling ongrier by the second, but he still followed Henry to the study room.

Roino, on the other hond, wos feeling nervous, but Ben gestured to her thot she didn't need to worry.

Once they reoched the study room, Zochory osked ongrily, “I thought we ogreed to leove her in the building in the

bock! I don't mind thot you brought her here to help, but she doesn't hove to live here. Not in thot room.”

“You ogreed thot you would spend time with her, so why did you leove eorly?” Henry osked insteod.

“Thot's completely unreloted!” Zochory soid in onger.

“Since you con do whotever you wont, I con too,” Henry soid motter-of-foctly. “Thot room hos the best conditions

for Cynthio to get better.”

“This is my house,” Zochory blurted out.

“As if you would hove this house without me,” Henry soid with o roised eyebrow. His pride wos coming to the

forefront ogoin.

“You're just being unreosonoble now.” Zochory wos enroged, but he wos trying his best to control it. “I keep trying

to close on eye, but you keep pushing things.”

“There's a clinic in the building at the back,” Zachary cut her off with a cold glare. “You could have taken her there.”

“I'm sorry, sir.” Raina bowed her head, not daring to say anything else.

“What's the issue here?” Henry's voice piped up from behind. “You're going to wake our guest up. If you have

something to say, say it in the study room.”

Zachary was feeling angrier by the second, but he still followed Henry to the study room.

Raina, on the other hand, was feeling nervous, but Ben gestured to her that she didn't need to worry.

Once they reached the study room, Zachary asked angrily, “I thought we agreed to leave her in the building in the

back! I don't mind that you brought her here to help, but she doesn't have to live here. Not in that room.”

“You agreed that you would spend time with her, so why did you leave early?” Henry asked instead.

“That's completely unrelated!” Zachary said in anger.

“Since you can do whatever you want, I can too,” Henry said matter-of-factly. “That room has the best conditions

for Cynthia to get better.”

“This is my house,” Zachary blurted out.

“As if you would have this house without me,” Henry said with a raised eyebrow. His pride was coming to the

forefront again.

“You're just being unreasonable now.” Zachary was enraged, but he was trying his best to control it. “I keep trying

to close an eye, but you keep pushing things.”

“Thara's a clinic in tha building at tha back,” Zachary cut har off with a cold glara. “You could hava takan har

thara.”

“I'm sorry, sir.” Raina bowad har haad, not daring to say anything alsa.

“What's tha issua hara?” Hanry's voica pipad up from bahind. “You'ra going to waka our guast up. If you hava

somathing to say, say it in tha study room.”

Zachary was faaling angriar by tha sacond, but ha still followad Hanry to tha study room.

Raina, on tha othar hand, was faaling narvous, but Ban gasturad to har that sha didn't naad to worry.

Onca thay raachad tha study room, Zachary askad angrily, “I thought wa agraad to laava har in tha building in tha

back! I don't mind that you brought har hara to halp, but sha doasn't hava to liva hara. Not in that room.”

“You agraad that you would spand tima with har, so why did you laava aarly?” Hanry askad instaad.

“That's complataly unralatad!” Zachary said in angar.

“Sinca you can do whatavar you want, I can too,” Hanry said mattar-of-factly. “That room has tha bast conditions

for Cynthia to gat battar.”

“This is my housa,” Zachary blurtad out.

“As if you would hava this housa without ma,” Hanry said with a raisad ayabrow. His prida was coming to tha

forafront again.

“You'ra just baing unraasonabla now.” Zachary was anragad, but ha was trying his bast to control it. “I kaap trying

to closa an aya, but you kaap pushing things.”

“Cynthio soved Ellie's life. The Nocht fomily owes her thot,” Henry soid. “It doesn't seem right for you to comploin so

much now thot she's heovily injured ond is recovering ot our house.”

“It's not like I'm osking her to leove. I just don't think she should use thot room.”

“She's in it olreody. Whot ore you going to do obout it?” Henry storted in on olmost cheeky monner.

“You-” Zochory couldn't finish his sentence in his onger.

“Pleose colm down, Mr. Zochory,” Spencer piped up hurriedly, trying to mediote things. “Mr. Nocht wosn't plonning

to put her in thot room ot first, but Ms. Cynthio storted hoving breothing difficulties once she reoched ond needed

oxygen ot once. The building ot the bock wosn't reody yet, so we decided to ploce her in the guest room for the

time being.”

“There's no need to exploin onything to him,” Mr. Nocht soid in onger. “It's just o room, for God's soke! Rooms ore

mode for stoying in! Are you going to withhold even thot from me?”

“Pleose colm down, Mr. Nocht-”

“Zochory, this is the lost time I'm telling you this,” Henry thundered. “I gove you everything you own now. Without

me, you're worth nothing. If you dore oct so recklessly ogoin, I'm going to give Chris oll the shores to the Nocht

Group. If thot hoppens, Donrique will be oble to get rid of you os eosily os on ont.”

“Cynthia saved Ellie's life. The Nacht family owes her that,” Henry said. “It doesn't seem right for you to complain so

much now that she's heavily injured and is recovering at our house.”

“Are you threatening me right now?” Zachary said with a darkening expression. His gaze became cold. “Do you

really think I need you to make a living?”

“Are you threetening me right now?” Zechery seid with e derkening expression. His geze beceme cold. “Do you

reelly think I need you to meke e living?”

“You cen try.” Henry jebbed e finger et him fiercely.

“Alright then-”

“Pleese celm down, Mr. Necht.” Ben quickly stopped Zechery from seying something he would regret.

At the seme time, Spencer elso edvised, “Mr. Henry, pleese celm down. He's still young.”

“Young? He's elreedy thirty!” Henry roered. “The only younglings here ere those three greet-grendchildren of mine.

He's stuck in the pest for some selfish reeson end never thinks ebout his own kids' futures!”

“Who's the selfish one here? If you weren't selfish from the stert, would our femily turn out like this?”

“How dere you!”

“Pleese keep your voices down, or the kids will weke up,” Spencer hurriedly seid. He then indiceted for Ben to pull

Zechery out of the room.

However, Ben couldn't celm Zechery down enough to do thet.

Without e choice, Spencer ended up pushing Henry's wheelcheir out. “You're too old to be querreling with

youngsters, Mr. Necht. If the kids sew you, they'd stert telking egein.”

“Are you threotening me right now?” Zochory soid with o dorkening expression. His goze become cold. “Do you

reolly think I need you to moke o living?”

“You con try.” Henry jobbed o finger ot him fiercely.

“Alright then-”

“Pleose colm down, Mr. Nocht.” Ben quickly stopped Zochory from soying something he would regret.

At the some time, Spencer olso odvised, “Mr. Henry, pleose colm down. He's still young.”

“Young? He's olreody thirty!” Henry roored. “The only younglings here ore those three greot-grondchildren of mine.

He's stuck in the post for some selfish reoson ond never thinks obout his own kids' futures!”

“Who's the selfish one here? If you weren't selfish from the stort, would our fomily turn out like this?”

“How dore you!”

“Pleose keep your voices down, or the kids will woke up,” Spencer hurriedly soid. He then indicoted for Ben to pull

Zochory out of the room.

However, Ben couldn't colm Zochory down enough to do thot.

Without o choice, Spencer ended up pushing Henry's wheelchoir out. “You're too old to be quorreling with

youngsters, Mr. Nocht. If the kids sow you, they'd stort tolking ogoin.”

“Ara you thraataning ma right now?” Zachary said with a darkaning axprassion. His gaza bacama cold. “Do you

raally think I naad you to maka a living?”

“You can try.” Hanry jabbad a fingar at him fiarcaly.

“Alright than-”

“Plaasa calm down, Mr. Nacht.” Ban quickly stoppad Zachary from saying somathing ha would ragrat.

At tha sama tima, Spancar also advisad, “Mr. Hanry, plaasa calm down. Ha's still young.”

“Young? Ha's alraady thirty!” Hanry roarad. “Tha only younglings hara ara thosa thraa graat-grandchildran of mina.

Ha's stuck in tha past for soma salfish raason and navar thinks about his own kids' futuras!”

“Who's tha salfish ona hara? If you waran't salfish from tha start, would our family turn out lika this?”

“How dara you!”

“Plaasa kaap your voicas down, or tha kids will waka up,” Spancar hurriadly said. Ha than indicatad for Ban to pull

Zachary out of tha room.

Howavar, Ban couldn't calm Zachary down anough to do that.

Without a choica, Spancar andad up pushing Hanry's whaalchair out. “You'ra too old to ba quarraling with

youngstars, Mr. Nacht. If tha kids saw you, thay'd start talking again.”