Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 1839 Until Next Time

“Still sticking around?” Danrique taunted with a grin. “Are you really waiting to experience a shower of bullets? You’ll be getting a package deal of a shocking piece of global news. That’s a good deal, isn’t it?”

“You—”

The colors drained from Roth’s face as he trembled.

That was the first failure in his life, and it was one in which his pride was trampled on by his opponent.

“Young man, don’t get too conceited! We’ll meet again next time!”

With that said, Roth stormed away with his men.

Francesca let out a sigh of relief, thinking, Thank god I managed to survive this.

Sloan then walked over to open the car door and asked with a smile, “Dr. Felch, are you fine? Don’t be scared. We’re safe now.”

Francesca came down from the car and glared at Danrique. “Why didn’t you tell me that you still have an ace up your sleeve? You made me come back to save you and nearly died in the car explosion!”

“You only have yourself to blame for your stupidity,” Danrique retorted.

“You—”

Francesca’s expression darkened, and she wished she could strangle him then and there.

over. As the helicopter hovered over their heads, it swept up

and looked

turned out, they had come prepared. No wonder Gordon was so

descended before they let down a few

“Give me the necklace!”

leave, Francesca shot out

quick turn, Danrique nimbly avoided her grab. Then, he leaped and

“Hey!” Francesca anxiously shouted.

never turned around. He only said, “See you

soon brought Danrique

left in the same

shrieked, stomping

Lindberg has instructed us to send you to Danontand to meet

already in a stable condition. You can look for any professional

still fixed on the horizon,

to find you and

don’t have it now, so I can’t use that money in S Nation. I only have a little over a hundred

snapped back to her senses.

do

was about to say something else when Francesca jumped into the car and drove

“Dr. Felch! Dr. Felch!”