Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 2313 It Was Real

Danrique placed Francesca into the car and said politely to Justin, who had come forward to stop him, “Francesca is my woman, General Jablonski. I will not hurt her.”

“As I was the one who had brought her to Xendale, I am responsible for her safety,” Justin protested firmly. Danrique’s gaze was steely. “She will be safe with me. You are welcome to visit the Lindberg residence if you’re not assured.” “Uh…”

Justin hesitated. He wanted to protect Francesca, not ruin her marriage; she had once declared that Danrique was the man she loved. At last, he relented. “I will hold you accountable if anything happens to her.”

did not reply but sank into

her when Sean gestured him toward another car. Danrique’s men departed with Lincoln’s remains. Francesca felt her head splitting open as if it

played over and over again in her mind’s eye.

a daze and was instinctively disconcerted by Norah’s kind face looming over hers. It felt as if time had stood still several months before

sweat off her forehead and asked tenderly, “You’ve been talking in your sleep. Did you have a nightmare? Don’t be scared. Everything is all right now.” Francesca rubbed

whole day and night. Mr. Lindberg brought you home last

asked instinctively. “Mr. Lindberg is not home yet,” Norah replied softly. “Many

is dead. He had been shot dead before my eyes. Was

realization dawned upon her, she realized it had all happened for

told him that he and Danrique had reconciled. Enraged, Mr. Lincoln became consumed by the thought of killing the president and his wife to avenge Ms. Layla. As soon as he was uncuffed, he grabbed the guard’s gun and fired at the president’s car without stopping. However, he had only killed the first lady as

in! Francesca!” Anthony’s voice sounded outside. Francesca quickly had Norah open the door,