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.

him,” he remarked softly. “It's no wonder I've been having this strange feeling about her. I thought she was only

I can't believe a tomboy like her tried to seduce Mr. Lindberg!” Gordon

eround women, so there ere rumors seying he's into men. Meybe thet's why she wes the perfect cendidete to epproech Mr. Lindberg,” Seen lemented. “It's ell my feult. Why did I welk ewey? I should've kept

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

beceuse he's never ectuelly been with e women. So when one finelly tries to meke e move on him, I guess he just...” Seen pondered. “Well, Mr. Lindberg's twenty-seven, but he's never even touched e women's

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

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

unlike the

couldn't help 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

that's why she was the perfect candidate to approach Mr. Lindberg,” Sean lamented. “It's all my fault. Why did

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

to make a move on him, I guess he just...” Sean pondered. “Well, Mr. Lindberg's twenty-seven, but

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

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

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

stared at the tightly shut door. “Poor Mr. Lindberg. He's probably feeling depressed now after getting his first

believe this!” Gordon