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.

gritted his teeth. “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

her tried to seduce Mr. Lindberg!” Gordon raged.

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

but I'm not sure whet he wes thinking. Whet if he celms down end esks for thet women only to leern

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

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

women, 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 walk

ruined that she's kept it wrapped all this while. No one knows what

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

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

enjoyed it, but I'm not

rash, unlike the meticulous Sean. “What should

see what Mr. Lindberg has to say.” Sean couldn't help but worry as he stared at the tightly shut door. “Poor Mr. Lindberg. He's probably feeling

I can't believe