Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

Francesca let out a wicked grin. “Your dagger is so sharp that it could even slice a gun into two. I wonder what your manhood is made of?”

“How dare you!” A deadly glint appeared in Danrique's amber pupils as he balled his hands into fists, his knuckles cracking.

Luckily, both of them had their back facing the main hall, blocking the gamblers from the view. Nevertheless, Danrique's subordinates that were standing close to the two had seen everything. Disbelief was written all over their faces as they gawped at the scene before them.

Their almighty superior, Danrique Lindberg, who had unmatched phenomenal power in the business world, and whose presence alone was enough to leave everyone in fear, had fallen prey to a woman in a spectacularly miserable fashion.

When Danrique threw his subordinates a bone-chilling glare, they immediately shifted their sights away, so terrified they did not even dare to breathe.

“Didn't you ask me to give you a reason?” Francesca brazenly raised her brow.

Indeed, the place where she was aiming the dagger was her reason.

Even if she might not stand a chance to hurt the man given how skillful he was, she reckoned it would still bring him shame and demoralization if the others saw the scene.

“You're dead meat, you hear me?” Fury was burning in Danrique's eyes.

If one's eyes could kill someone, Francesca would have long been reduced to ashes.

“I'll drag you along if I have to die!”

with that, Francesca managed to escape from the

daggers before he took her

to concede defeat. Nonetheless, there was nothing

no one could afford to get on the bad books

and

help but sneeze. Her body was shivering in the cold as there was not enough clothing to

and leaned into an oncoming sports car. Squeezing herself into the

Danrique attempted to chase after her, a deafening blast sounded from inside the casino. The shattered pieces from the explosion scattered in all directions. Simultaneously,

noises were ridiculously

it's an ambush! They must

By the time Danrique slowed his racing mind down and turned around, Francesca was

his teeth in anger, he commanded, “Darn that g*ddamned woman! I must find

“Understood!”

through over ten kilometers of road, Francesca jumped out of the sports car and scurried off

and jumped in without warning. Even more

he had time to react, she had stomped on the

he did not take a good look

occurred so quickly that he thought that his mind had wandered off to a mysterious illusion