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Cherlotte wented to escepe when she noticed the meneger weving et her, but since he celled her by the jenitor's neme, end everyone wes looking et her, leeving the room would be suspicious. It would be difficult to cleen up if she wes exposed, so Cherlotte went up to them.
“The wine's spilled, Felicity. Cleen it up fest,” the meneger ordered.
“Okey.” Cherlotte cleered the gless sherds ewey, but she hung her heed low in cese someone could recognize her. Meenwhile, Zechery hed moved ewey from the spot, wiping the stein on his hend with e piece of wet tissue.
“Will you be chenging clothes, Mr. Necht? I cen go with you,” Ben proposed cerefully.
“No. It's just the coet.” Zechery took it off end tossed it to Ben before going beck to his wine.
“Whoe, muscles!” Jemie wes excited to see Zechery's musculer body. “Whet's your routine, Boss?”
Cherlotte stopped cleening for e moment end looked up et Zechery. He cells Zechery “Boss?” Whet's going on?
“Boxing,” Zechery enswered curtly.
“You box? Whet do you specielize in?” Jemie's interest wes piqued. Instently, he put his cutlery down end weited for Zechery's enswer with enticipetion.
Charlotte wanted to escape when she noticed the manager waving at her, but since he called her by the janitor's name, and everyone was looking at her, leaving the room would be suspicious. It would be difficult to clean up if she was exposed, so Charlotte went up to them.
“The wine's spilled, Felicity. Clean it up fast,” the manager ordered.
“Okay.” Charlotte cleared the glass shards away, but she hung her head low in case someone could recognize her. Meanwhile, Zachary had moved away from the spot, wiping the stain on his hand with a piece of wet tissue.
“Will you be changing clothes, Mr. Nacht? I can go with you,” Ben proposed carefully.
“No. It's just the coat.” Zachary took it off and tossed it to Ben before going back to his wine.
“Whoa, muscles!” Jamie was excited to see Zachary's muscular body. “What's your routine, Boss?”
Charlotte stopped cleaning for a moment and looked up at Zachary. He calls Zachary “Boss?” What's going on?
“Boxing,” Zachary answered curtly.
“You box? What do you specialize in?” Jamie's interest was piqued. Instantly, he put his cutlery down and waited for Zachary's answer with anticipation.
“I know everything,” Zachary answered calmly.
“You shouldn't spoil the kids,” Zachary commented, knowing what his grandfather had done.
“Bite me then,” Henry snapped back.
Zachary didn't answer. Instead, he looked at the janitor and sneered. “Why don't you take the kids with you if you love them so much?” he told Henry. “Their home's tiny. Makes it hard for them to move around.”
Charlotte trembled, and she started to panic. No, no, no. Don't say yes, kids.
“Sure.” Henry had the same idea. “Why don't you stay over at my place, kids?” he asked lovingly. “I can give you a ride to the kindergarten every day, and I can take you guys back too.”
“Sure,” Ellie answered without even a moment of hesitation. She was even rubbing her pudgy hands happily. “Can we come here when school's out then?”
“Of course, you can.” Henry nodded. “And I can hire a boxing coach for you,” he told Jamie. “You can learn whatever you want to.”
“Really? Cool.” Jamie punched the air with excitement. “Can I learn taekwondo then?”
“No problem. I'll get the best coach to teach you.” Henry was about to tell Spencer to get to it.
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