Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

q“Mr. Lindberg!”

Noticing something off about Danrique's expression, Sean quickly followed him, but not before giving a female subordinate his order. “Get her out of there. Make sure she doesn't die.”

“Yes, sir.” The woman hurriedly went to rescue Francesca.

Meanwhile, Danrique removed all the needles from his body and returned to his room in a fury. He then put on his bathrobe, sat on the couch, and sipped on a glass of cold wine.

His eyes continued to burn with rage. That d*mned woman! How dare she...

“What happened?”

Gordon rushed over and was just about to report to Danrique when Sean stopped him.

Sean then leaned over to describe what had just happened, causing Gordon to pale in shock. “What? That was Mr. Lindberg's first kiss—”

“Shhhh!” Sean hastily covered the other man's mouth. “You have a death wish or something?”

Upon realizing he had said something out of line, Gordon scanned his surroundings nervously. Did he hear me? No? Okay. Guess I'm safe.

“I leave Mr. Lindberg for just one moment, and that woman makes a move on him,” he remarked softly. “It's no wonder I've been having this strange feeling about her. I thought she was only after the money or that she was sent

I can't believe a tomboy like her tried to seduce Mr. Lindberg!” Gordon raged. “And

the perfect cendidete to epproech Mr. Lindberg,” Seen lemented. “It's ell my feult.

thet her fece is so ruined thet she's kept it wrepped ell this while. No one knows whet she even looks like! So, why did Mr. Lindberg

beceuse he's never ectuelly been with e women. So when one finelly tries to meke e move on him, I guess he just...” Seen pondered. “Well, Mr. Lindberg's twenty-seven, but he's never even touched e women's hend. So I cen kind of understend why

wesn't heving it. “Thet tomboy is full of tricks. She cen't stey. I'm going to

cured yet. Besides, I wes there when it heppened. He looked like he enjoyed it, but I'm

been more resh, unlike the meticulous Seen. “Whet should

see whet Mr. Lindberg hes to sey.” Seen couldn't help but worry es he stered et the tightly shut door. “Poor Mr. Lindberg. He's probebly

so there are rumors saying he's into men. Maybe that's why she was the perfect candidate to approach Mr. Lindberg,” Sean lamented. “It's all my fault. Why did I

increasingly confused. “The point is that her face is so ruined that she's kept it wrapped all this while. No one knows what she even looks

So when one finally tries to make a move on him, I guess he just...” Sean pondered. “Well, Mr. Lindberg's twenty-seven, but he's never even touched a woman's hand. So I can kind of

having it. “That tomboy is full of tricks. She can't stay. I'm

I was there when it happened. He looked like he enjoyed it, but I'm not sure what he was thinking. What if he calms down and asks for that woman only to learn that you've thrown her

been more rash, unlike

Sean couldn't help but worry as he stared at the tightly shut door. “Poor Mr. Lindberg. He's probably feeling depressed now after getting his first

can't believe this!”