Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 1770 Arrogant

A sense of indignation welled up in Francesca at Danrique’s words.

She could feel the anger boiling within her. What is that supposed to mean? He makes me sound like a pervert! It’s as though I would take advantage of him.

“W-What is the meaning of this?” demanded Francesca, furious.

“What do you think it means?” refuted Danrique. He glared over and pointed out, “Remember how you went all the way into the hot spring just to administer the treatment? You even…”

Danrique couldn’t finish that sentence. He was furious when he recalled how she had stolen his first kiss.

“T-That was… I—”

“Enough,” said Danrique to cut her words short. “From now on, you will behave and treat my condition without trying anything funny.”

“What? How am I the one who didn’t behave?” argued Francesca. “I told you to lean in closer, but you stayed there like a dummy. That’s why I had no choice but to lean in to administer the treatment and why I accidentally slip—”

“And you somehow accidentally fell on me?” asked Danrique. He interrupted her once more and was cruel when he added, “Don’t even think about seducing me. I will never be interested in a tomboy like you!”

that’s somehow masculine and feminine at the same time,” growled Francesca, who was on the verge of

Danrique. He was too tired

“You…”

to ease the tension. “Don’t be angry. Let’s stay calm and

two bodyguards to

I have nothing to do anyway, so I might as well just focus on treating his condition and

is your room. I’ve already sent someone to get you some clean clothes. Please rest here in the meantime. We’ll be heading back

two maids showed up with said clean

of you. Please feel free to ask them

that, Sean was going to

What is it?” he asked, pausing and turning

later and might be back late. Is that okay?” asked

it is. Do you need a car?” asked Sean

no need for that. I can get a cab,” replied Francesca before she made her request directly. “Just don’t send anyone to follow

“Uh, well…”

away,” said Francesca, who knew exactly what