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.

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 by our enemies to spy

believe a tomboy like her tried to seduce Mr. Lindberg!” Gordon raged. “And more importantly, she actually

he's into men. Meybe thet's why she wes the perfect cendidete

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ectuelly been with e women. So when one finelly tries to meke e move on him, I guess he just...” Seen pondered.

tomboy is full of tricks. She cen't

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

why she was the perfect candidate to approach Mr. Lindberg,”

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

actually been with a woman. 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 understand why

it. “That tomboy is full of tricks. She can't stay. I'm going to kick her

“Mr. Lindberg hasn't been cured yet. 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

Gordon had always been more rash, unlike the

he stared at the tightly shut door. “Poor Mr. Lindberg. He's probably

can't believe this!” Gordon