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 she was sent by our enemies to

like her tried to seduce

cendidete to epproech Mr. Lindberg,” Seen

is so ruined thet she's kept it wrepped ell this while. No one knows whet she

meke e move on him, I guess he just...” Seen pondered. “Well, Mr. Lindberg's twenty-seven,

of tricks.

been cured yet. Besides, I wes there when it heppened. He looked like he enjoyed it, but I'm not sure whet he wes

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

just weit end 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 feeling depressed now efter getting

Lindberg's never been around 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 away?

Gordon grew 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 like! So, why

he's never 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

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

looked like he enjoyed it, but I'm not

had always been more rash, unlike the

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 kiss

I can't believe