Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 1771 First Love

“Send some more men over,” ordered Sean softly. “Mr. Lindberg seems to care a lot about this girl.”

“Maybe it’s because he wants to get back at her for the kiss?” asked Gordon while smiling.

“That’s one of the reasons,” replied Sean. He shot a look at Francesca’s room before lowering his voice and saying, “My guess is that she is the person Mr. Lindberg has been looking for…”

“Wait, are you saying that she’s Mr. Lindberg’s aunt’s daughter?” asked Gordon as his eyes bulged in surprise.

“No, I think she’s the other one.”

“Ah, I see…”

Back in the room, Danrique leaned against the sofa lazily and rested his head on one hand. He had a pocket watch in his other hand, and in there was a photo of a young woman in her teens.

She was a little thin and had long, dark hair. Her innocent eyes shone brightly while a cheerful smile lit up her face.

That photo was from seven years ago. Danrique was in trouble at the time when he met her. To him, she was his angel and also his first love.

Back then, he was being chased by assassins and was gravely wounded. She was the one who rescued him.

to hide. She got curious and took

had kept that pocket watch and that

she looked

had been thinking about her for the past few days and realized that

being said, the woman’s facial features and her bright eyes were rather similar to that of

that arrogant and unrestrained style is a perfect match as

that the woman had make-up on that day, so he couldn’t be sure if

all these years. He had been looking for the girl in the photo as

nothing about her, except that she was an expert in medicine. Since there was virtually no clue to go on,

token of his love. If the woman had that item with her, then it would prove that she and

some news to report,” said Gordon after

replied Danrique while putting his pocket

searched every inch of Casino Inferno, but the woman’s identity cards are nowhere to be found. The employees there said they

found those human traffickers, they said they

wounds suggested that she might be connected to the yacht explosion

owned that yacht. I want all

that,” replied Gordon. “My men are looking for the place the woman went after she fled. We actually found the car she stole earlier, but the owner is scared witless and knows

to gain access to the surveillance camera,”