Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 2290 Stop Him

The three continued to walk for a while until they finally saw the car. After Anthony helped Francesca into the vehicle, Lincoln drove them all down the mountain.

By then, dawn was about to break as the morning sun slowly rose on the horizon and shone upon their path. Leaning back in her seat, Francesca stared blankly out the car window and at the beautiful scenery outside, thinking about nothing but the death of Layla and Sloan.

Francesca had never done anything she turned out to regret before then. But at that moment, she realized she had to live the rest of her life with guilt and regret.

After all, there was nothing she could do to change the fact that her actions had cost the lives of four people. Anthony took off his jacket and put it on Francesca before wrapping his arms around her. That was his way of comforting the woman.

Perhaps she was too tired because she fell asleep in Anthony’s embrace. Lincoln stepped on the accelerator to speed up the car, and soon they were down the mountain and zooming on a wide road.

“Where are we heading to, Mr. Lincoln?” asked Anthony, sensing that something was off. “This seems to be the direction to—”

“To the airport,” interrupted Lincoln in a deep voice. “You take Francesca back to S Nation.”

about you?” Anthony

to avenge Ms. Layla,”

How can you do that by yourself?

loud reaction, Francesca slowly opened her

about to speak, Lincoln swiftly struck her neck with the back of his hand and caused her

are you doing, Mr.

on a plane with her?” asked Lincoln rhetorically before throwing Anthony a black

as told after returning

Anthony was simple-minded, he knew

arrived at the airport in a short

Francesca to look like a patient, Anthony placed her in a wheelchair and wheeled her to a counter

tickets for them, so he simply watched as Anthony went through all the necessary processes before wheeling Francesca through a security

since Lincoln had already bought off the

look at Lincoln, who waved at them

into his car, Lincoln made a phone call. “Did you

conference at the International Conference Center at nine