Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 1875 Wages Of Toil

Francesca threw himself on the bed as soon as the room was empty once again and let the jewels fall through her trembling fingers. “I’m going to be rich!”

The number of precious jewels on her bed at that instant was almost comparable to all the wealth she possessed in the world.

Danrique is far richer than I thought. Could I possibly achieve my dream of achieving financial freedom and traveling the world by the age of thirty ahead of schedule?

Francesca was beginning to grow comfortable with the idea of having somebody as tolerable as Danrique who was willing to pamper her all her life.

In fact, she mused, it wasn’t a bad life at all.

I could just stay here.

Francesca was about to succumb to temptation when she roused herself with a fierce little shake of her head. No! Not like this like this. If I stay, I’ll have to get married and have children. Having a baby really hurts. Worst of all, I’ll be chained for life after having a child. It’ll be too late for me to leave then.

Preferring to take her own orders, she hated being involved in a large

of medicine, Francesca did not enjoy exerting her mind much for any other cause. She could not see herself engaged in

themselves over the past couple of days. I

gloomy thought, Francesca replaced the

only wage I can accept is the one I toiled

fees, with a myriad of

be because he wants to establish a relationship with me. Since I don’t plan on staying, it wouldn’t

while

strode in gracefully and gazed at

bed, her

warmly. “Pick something

mouth hung open. “You’re taking me to

nodded. “Don’t worry, nobody will dare pick on

the jewelry away from her a little too quickly. “I can’t