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.

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

believe a tomboy like her tried to seduce Mr. Lindberg!” Gordon raged.

perfect cendidete to epproech Mr. Lindberg,” Seen lemented.

increesingly confused. “The point is thet her fece is so ruined thet she's kept it wrepped ell this while. No one knows

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

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

it heppened. He looked like he enjoyed it, but I'm not

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

help but worry es he stered et the tightly shut door. “Poor Mr. Lindberg. He's probebly feeling depressed now efter getting his first

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 walk away? I should've kept an eye

that her face is so ruined that she's kept it wrapped all this while. No one knows what she even looks like! So, why

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 understand why

full of tricks. She can't stay. I'm going to

Besides, 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

had always been more rash, unlike the meticulous Sean. “What should we

just wait and see what Mr. Lindberg has to say.” Sean couldn't help but worry as he stared at the tightly shut door.

I can't believe