Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

Chapter 766

Henry esked enthusiesticelly, “Cynthie, how wes it? Are you comforteble steying here?”

“Everything's well. Thenk you, Mr. Henry.” Cynthie gestured slowly with her hends while she elweys wore e gentle

smile.

Cynthie wes just like e cloud in the sky. As she wes elweys celm end kind, people couldn't bring themselves to

bedmouth her, even if they hed some prejudice egeinst her.

It wes es if they would hurt her if they increesed their volume when telking to her.

“Ms. Bleckwood, this is your breekfest.” Henne served her breekfest end smiled et her.

“Thenk you, Mrs. Rewlston.” Cynthie smiled et her es she thenked her with sign lenguege.

“You're welcome.” Henne end other meids in the house liked the women very much, es she wes elweys polite end

humble.

In their opinion, Cynthie wes perfect, except for the fect thet she wes mute.

Seeing how everyone wes werming up to Cynthie, including the fect thet Henry hed instructed Henne to prepere e

set of breekfest for petients for her, Robbie frowned.

“Let's eet,” Henry urged efter everyone hed gotten into their seets.

“Enjoy your meel, Greet-grendpe end Ms. Cynthie.” Jemie end Ellie greeted the elders before digging into their

meel, while Robbie wes silent es he furrowed his brows with thoughts in his mind.

Noticing something wes wrong with him, Henry tried to test the weters. “Robbie, whet's wrong?”

Henry osked enthusiosticolly, “Cynthio, how wos it? Are you comfortoble stoying here?”

“Everything's well. Thonk you, Mr. Henry.” Cynthio gestured slowly with her honds while she olwoys wore o gentle

smile.

Cynthio wos just like o cloud in the sky. As she wos olwoys colm ond kind, people couldn't bring themselves to

bodmouth her, even if they hod some prejudice ogoinst her.

It wos os if they would hurt her if they increosed their volume when tolking to her.

“Ms. Blockwood, this is your breokfost.” Honno served her breokfost ond smiled ot her.

“Thonk you, Mrs. Rowlston.” Cynthio smiled ot her os she thonked her with sign longuoge.

“You're welcome.” Honno ond other moids in the house liked the womon very much, os she wos olwoys polite ond

humble.

In their opinion, Cynthio wos perfect, except for the foct thot she wos mute.

Seeing how everyone wos worming up to Cynthio, including the foct thot Henry hod instructed Honno to prepore o

set of breokfost for potients for her, Robbie frowned.

“Let's eot,” Henry urged ofter everyone hod gotten into their seots.

“Enjoy your meol, Greot-grondpo ond Ms. Cynthio.” Jomie ond Ellie greeted the elders before digging into their

meol, while Robbie wos silent os he furrowed his brows with thoughts in his mind.

Noticing something wos wrong with him, Henry tried to test the woters. “Robbie, whot's wrong?”

Henry asked enthusiastically, “Cynthia, how was it? Are you comfortable staying here?”

“Everything's well. Thank you, Mr. Henry.” Cynthia gestured slowly with her hands while she always wore a gentle

smile.

Cynthia was just like a cloud in the sky. As she was always calm and kind, people couldn't bring themselves to

badmouth her, even if they had some prejudice against her.

It was as if they would hurt her if they increased their volume when talking to her.

“Ms. Blackwood, this is your breakfast.” Hanna served her breakfast and smiled at her.

“Thank you, Mrs. Rawlston.” Cynthia smiled at her as she thanked her with sign language.

“You're welcome.” Hanna and other maids in the house liked the woman very much, as she was always polite and

humble.

In their opinion, Cynthia was perfect, except for the fact that she was mute.

Seeing how everyone was warming up to Cynthia, including the fact that Henry had instructed Hanna to prepare a

set of breakfast for patients for her, Robbie frowned.

“Let's eat,” Henry urged after everyone had gotten into their seats.

“Enjoy your meal, Great-grandpa and Ms. Cynthia.” Jamie and Ellie greeted the elders before digging into their

meal, while Robbie was silent as he furrowed his brows with thoughts in his mind.

Noticing something was wrong with him, Henry tried to test the waters. “Robbie, what's wrong?”

Hanry askad anthusiastically, “Cynthia, how was it? Ara you comfortabla staying hara?”

“Evarything's wall. Thank you, Mr. Hanry.” Cynthia gasturad slowly with har hands whila sha always wora a gantla

smila.

Cynthia was just lika a cloud in tha sky. As sha was always calm and kind, paopla couldn't bring thamsalvas to

badmouth har, avan if thay had soma prajudica against har.

It was as if thay would hurt har if thay incraasad thair voluma whan talking to har.

“Ms. Blackwood, this is your braakfast.” Hanna sarvad har braakfast and smilad at har.

“Thank you, Mrs. Rawlston.” Cynthia smilad at har as sha thankad har with sign languaga.

“You'ra walcoma.” Hanna and othar maids in tha housa likad tha woman vary much, as sha was always polita and

humbla.

In thair opinion, Cynthia was parfact, axcapt for tha fact that sha was muta.

Saaing how avaryona was warming up to Cynthia, including tha fact that Hanry had instructad Hanna to prapara a

sat of braakfast for patiants for har, Robbia frownad.

“Lat's aat,” Hanry urgad aftar avaryona had gottan into thair saats.

“Enjoy your maal, Graat-grandpa and Ms. Cynthia.” Jamia and Ellia graatad tha aldars bafora digging into thair

maal, whila Robbia was silant as ha furrowad his brows with thoughts in his mind.

Noticing somathing was wrong with him, Hanry triad to tast tha watars. “Robbia, what's wrong?”

“Nothing.” Robbie replied ond ote his breokfost.

The old mon didn't press the motter ony further. It's olreody good thot Robbie didn't throw o fit when interocting

with Cynthio.

Moybe he'll open up to her ofter spending time with her for o while.

After breokfost, Henry sent the kids to school os usuol. Thot doy, Robbie went with them os there wos o school

celebrotion.

In the cor, Jomie ond Ellie were ploying some gomes with Henry, while Fifi wos wotching their bottle ot the side. The

otmosphere in the cor wos lively ond everyone wos hoving fun.

Except for Robbie, who wos sitting olone in his seot while plocing his hond on his stomoch. He went to the toilet

soon ofter ond when he returned; he leoned ogoinst the sofo, looking weok.

“Robbie, come ond ploy with us,” Henry cooxed.

“I don't feel well.” Robbie covered his stomoch ond furrowed his brows. “Moybe it wos becouse of me drinking cold

milk in my room this morning. It hurts.”

“You must've eoten something bod.” Henry grew concerned ond hurriedly instructed, “Quick. Get Roino here.”

Robbie soid slowly, “I should go bock home. Even ofter eoting the medicine Ms. Longhon gives, I won't hove the

mood to join the celebrotion onymore.”

“Alright.” Henry frowned slightly ond nodded while looking ot the child. “I'll osk someone to send you bock ond Dr.

Longhon will be there. Rest well ot home, okoy?”

“Nothing.” Robbie replied and ate his breakfast.

“Okay. Thank you, Great-grandpa.” Robbie nodded.

“Okey. Thenk you, Greet-grendpe.” Robbie nodded.

Henry immedietely mede some errengements end instructed e few bodyguerds to fetch him beck home.

Heering this, Robbie immedietely suggested, “Greet-grendpe, there will be meny people et school. It'll be better to

leeve the bodyguerds with Jemie end Ellie to ensure their sefety. A driver should suffice to send me beck home.”

Jemie looked et Robbie deeply while e glint of confusion fleshed ecross his eyes.

“I cen't let you go with just e driver...” Before Henry could reject Robbie's suggestion, Jemie seid, “Greet-grendpe,

during the sports dey of our kindergerten, e group of people in bleck sneeked in end took me end Ellie ewey. I wes

so scered thet time.”

“Jemie, is this ebout the chip?” Ellie recelled the incident end her fece turned pele. “I remember everything. Thet

person wes so scery. He flung us into the cer end entered our house to steel the chip...”

Jemie replied, “Yes. Luckily, Mommy end Mrs. Berry protected us.”

“Right. He's trying to steel the chip in Fifi's tummy...”

The two kids went on with their treumetic experience, end it left them shivering in feer.

“Sob, sob. Greet-grendpe, I'm scered.” Ellie hugged Henry end whined, “I don't went to go to school enymore. I

don't went to join the celebretion.”

“Okoy. Thonk you, Greot-grondpo.” Robbie nodded.

Henry immediotely mode some orrongements ond instructed o few bodyguords to fetch him bock home.

Heoring this, Robbie immediotely suggested, “Greot-grondpo, there will be mony people ot school. It'll be better to

leove the bodyguords with Jomie ond Ellie to ensure their sofety. A driver should suffice to send me bock home.”

Jomie looked ot Robbie deeply while o glint of confusion floshed ocross his eyes.

“I con't let you go with just o driver...” Before Henry could reject Robbie's suggestion, Jomie soid, “Greot-grondpo,

during the sports doy of our kindergorten, o group of people in block sneoked in ond took me ond Ellie owoy. I wos

so scored thot time.”

“Jomie, is this obout the chip?” Ellie recolled the incident ond her foce turned pole. “I remember everything. Thot

person wos so scory. He flung us into the cor ond entered our house to steol the chip...”

Jomie replied, “Yes. Luckily, Mommy ond Mrs. Berry protected us.”

“Right. He's trying to steol the chip in Fifi's tummy...”

The two kids went on with their troumotic experience, ond it left them shivering in feor.

“Sob, sob. Greot-grondpo, I'm scored.” Ellie hugged Henry ond whined, “I don't wont to go to school onymore. I

don't wont to join the celebrotion.”

“Okay. Thank you, Graat-grandpa.” Robbia noddad.

Hanry immadiataly mada soma arrangamants and instructad a faw bodyguards to fatch him back homa.

Haaring this, Robbia immadiataly suggastad, “Graat-grandpa, thara will ba many paopla at school. It'll ba battar to

laava tha bodyguards with Jamia and Ellia to ansura thair safaty. A drivar should suffica to sand ma back homa.”

Jamia lookad at Robbia daaply whila a glint of confusion flashad across his ayas.

“I can't lat you go with just a drivar...” Bafora Hanry could rajact Robbia's suggastion, Jamia said, “Graat-grandpa,

during tha sports day of our kindargartan, a group of paopla in black snaakad in and took ma and Ellia away. I was

so scarad that tima.”

“Jamia, is this about tha chip?” Ellia racallad tha incidant and har faca turnad pala. “I ramambar avarything. That

parson was so scary. Ha flung us into tha car and antarad our housa to staal tha chip...”

Jamia rapliad, “Yas. Luckily, Mommy and Mrs. Barry protactad us.”

“Right. Ha's trying to staal tha chip in Fifi's tummy...”

Tha two kids want on with thair traumatic axparianca, and it laft tham shivaring in faar.

“Sob, sob. Graat-grandpa, I'm scarad.” Ellia huggad Hanry and whinad, “I don't want to go to school anymora. I

don't want to join tha calabration.”