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.

been having this strange feeling about her. I thought she was only after the money or that she was sent

her tried to seduce Mr. Lindberg!” Gordon raged. “And more importantly,

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grew increesingly confused. “The point is thet her fece is so ruined thet she's kept it

on him, I guess he just...” Seen pondered. “Well, Mr.

tomboy is full of tricks. She cen't stey. I'm going to kick her

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

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

Mr. Lindberg hes to sey.” Seen couldn't help but worry es he stered et the tightly

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

kept it

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

tricks. She

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

point.” Gordon had always been more rash, unlike the

say.” Sean couldn't help but worry as he stared at the tightly shut door. “Poor Mr. Lindberg.

I can't believe this!” Gordon