Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

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q“I've already talked to Danrique about this, and we got into a shouting match.” Francesca

sounded a little depressed and crestfallen. “He's perfect in every aspect, except for his

stubbornness. I think I may need more time to communicate and explain the situation to

him.”

“Yes. We should do that.” Monica hurriedly agreed. “We mustn't push too hard. We should

take it slow so we wouldn't anger Mr. Lindberg. I was inconsiderate when I urged you back

then.”

“That was not your fault. I was in a hurry too.” Francesca consoled.

“Yes. We need to find another way. We should be patient.” Monica resorted to another

method. “You shouldn't talk to him about this for the moment. Instead, you should spend

more time with him after being separated from him for too long. Please don't let this

matter spoil your mood.”

“What do you mean?” Francesca failed to comprehend the sudden changes in Monica's

attitude.

“Please listen to me. There's no need to push too hard. Please don't get into a heated

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argument again because of this matter,” Monica said, “Spend more time with Mr.

Lindberg. Ms. Felch, you could bring it up with him again once he's in a good mood. I'll

guide you on what to say by then.”

Hearing that, a moment of realization hit Francesca. She realized that there were more

reasons why Monica escorted her back. Aside from keeping her safe, Monica was also

trying to keep an eye on her and guide her into asking for help from Danrique.

Francesca did not know whose idea this was. Either way, she felt rather annoyed.

On second thought, Francesca reckoned that it was normal. After all, William was on the

brink of losing his life, which made it reasonable that he did what he did. As for Monica, it

was no surprise that she was in such a hurry when she was someone William trained and

nurtured.

Francesca just didn't like the method they used.

“Ms. Felch?” Monica hurriedly called, “Are you all right?”

“I'm fine.” Francesca snapped out of it and replied, “Rest well. I'll visit you tomorrow.”

“I'll be fine. Don't worry about me. Just spend more time with Mr. Lindberg.”

“Okay. I'll see you tomorrow.” With that, Francesca hung up the phone.

She held herself responsible for Monica's injuries. Hence, she decided to have a look at

Monica's injuries for herself tomorrow, fearing that the doctors were not capable enough

to treat her well.

At the same time, Francesca hated to be spied on.

For that reason, she felt that there was a need for her to make things clear with Monica.

It was only at that moment did Francesca feel the pressure on her shoulders. For the first

time, she realized that she needed more than just knowledge and medical skills to save

lives.

If she were powerful and influential enough, she could save them all by herself without

having to go through all the trouble.

Now, if she wanted to save William and those in his castle, she would've to ask for

Danrique's help.

Unfortunately, Danrique was a tough nut to crack.

“Are you still angry?” A familiar voice came through. Francesca jolted back to her senses

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upon hearing the voice and saw Danrique walking into the room.

He was making his way toward Francesca. As he strode toward her, he slowly unbuttoned

his shirt. There was lust filling his gaze.

“What are you doing?” Francesca hurriedly got up from the bed and glared at him while

huffing in frustration. “Don't you do anything stupid! I'm telling you! You already had me a

couple of times today. H-Hey...” Before she could finish, Danrique had already pressed

himself on her.

He pressed himself on her like a beast, restricting her movements while reaching his hand

into her skirt.

“D*mn you-” Before she had finished speaking, Danrique had already captured her lips.

The fiery hot kisses came charging like a raging typhoon, catching Francesca off guard.

She put up a fight, but slowly gave up and succumbed to the man's fiery hot body.

The silhouettes of the two clinging to each other on the bed could be seen on the walls. It

was a wild and passionate night.

The temperature in the room began rising as if there was a blazing fireball burning within

the room.

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