Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 2302 Homecoming

Just as Anthony took a few steps, he recalled something. “This can’t be right. Didn’t General Jablonski mention that he’ll be fetching us tomorrow to Xendale?”

“Ah, yes! Forget the air ticket, then. We’ll travel light.” “Okay.” With that said, Anthony bolted off to make the necessary preparations.

Francesca, in turn, jotted down all thirteen sets of contact numbers before closing the ledger and placing it into the safe. Following that, she returned to her room to wash up.

Out of the blue, Layla’s words rang in her mind. ”No matter how capable we are, Francesca, there’s always a limit to what we can do by ourselves. You have to pick up more skills to protect yourself.”

Those words had never made sense to Francesca in the past. She had always frowned upon social butterflies, for she reckoned that she would never ever have to deign to beg others.

Yet, right then, she gradually saw the light. She knew that she had to become stronger, by hook or by crook, because only then would she be able to protect her loved ones.

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But now, I know I can’t stay

was awakened by a loud rumble. As he opened his eyes, he kept calling out to

Instead of turning on the light, he said in a hushed tone, “Mr. Lindberg, we’ve been spotted by the

bad for a silly old bugger. He even dispatched the military

asked Sean softly. “I’m worried he might send someone here for an

soon as he said that, an explosion rang

toward the window and glanced out to check, only to find that the

the immense formation, the president must really want

Danrique’s subordinates had already charged forward to hinder

“Fall back!”

rest under the cover of his subordinates. In actuality, Danrique had planned beforehand and planted a time bomb somewhere in the villa. Right when all of them got out

sound reverberated through

and many of them were seriously wounded, leaving

away from the fiery flames and smoking ground, Danrique looked nothing less than a devil from six

about five in the morning. The once quiet and serene atmosphere of the villa had since been disrupted by explosions and gunshots. Even the

family slowly set off, the subordinates all kept their

Gordon over the phone and