Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 2283 Becoming Stronger

How am I going to find someone as good as her? How am I going to face Mr. Lincoln? What am I going to tell Lincoln and Anthony? What about the kids at the children’s home?

What about me? Tears escaped from the corner of her eyes, and Francesca’s eyes fluttered shut. Sloan’s naive yet handsome face emerged in her mind.

Back when they first met, she still did not have her memories yet. The first time she summoned a beast with the summoning spell, Sloan was starry-eyed.

From then on, he became her fan. To help her out, he even went against Danrique’s orders and let her go sneakily. Every time he received the task to protect her, he carried it out to the best of his ability.

Every time she fought with Danrique, he would defend her. To her, Sloan was not just a bodyguard; he was her buddy in the Lindberg family.

This time, he impulsively broke into the prison with Layla to rescue her. He was someone who had gone through rigorous training, so how could he not know that he was running straight to his death?

He definitely knew it. But he still came because she was the one he admired and wanted to protect most.

Morty, too. They were Sloan’s good friends, and they were often tasked to protect Francesca, so

blindly followed Sloan there. In the

heart. Her twenty-one years of living had been eventful, but she never bore any grudges

What she felt the most were often resignation and

Francesca abhorred the masterminds—the

Sloan, Morty,

new

had to recompose herself and make herself stronger. It was only then

the lamb waiting

regretted not listening to Layla. She should have created more powerful weapons and poison and brought them along with

until Xendale was peaceful again before she could work

how mighty she was, she

doing now. Is he back? Will he be able to turn the tables and defeat the

forcing herself to sit upright.

recuperate and recover as quickly as she could so that she could

to