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 asked

avenge Ms. Layla,” replied Lincoln very

panicked. “Huh? How can you

up by the man’s somewhat loud reaction, Francesca

with the back of

after witnessing what Lincoln had done. “What are you doing, Mr.

leave on a plane with her?” asked Lincoln

Anthony quickly did as told after returning to his

he knew he should leave with Francesca

fast that they arrived at the airport

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

tickets for them, so he simply watched as Anthony went through all the necessary processes

unconscious passenger, but since Lincoln had already bought off the officer on shift then, Anthony

look at Lincoln, who waved at them before leaving with sheer determination in

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

conference at the International Conference