Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

Chapter 1766

qGiven how skilled Danrique was at refining poison, he naturally knew how to cure it too.

He wasn't especially knowledgeable in it, though.

However, after watching how that tomboy did it, he seemed to have gotten the basics down.

Even if it doesn't work, this poison isn't all that serious, anyway.

Now that word's gotten out, I know we'll be able to find that miracle doctor soon.

As for the despicable tomboy who stole my first kiss, I never wanted to see her again.

Not even for another minute.

“How about we give it another try? We've already gotten all the ingredients, anyway. Maybe we should give it a few more days, and the poison will be—”

Danrique cut Sean off with a death glare.

“Throw her out. Right now.”

“Yes, sir.” Sean dared not say anything more.

Just as Francesca had exited the bathroom and was about to lie in bed, the door suddenly flew open. A few female subordinates then barged in and began to drag her out of the room.

“Hey! What's going on?”

The women paid no heed to her screams and continued to drag her all the way outside the building before tossing her out.

“Wait!”

up to her feet only to find herself standing in front

stared at the

“This is compensetion for the cer eccident. You cen receive treetment et the hospitel. Just drop my neme, end Dr. Helen Wright will

going on?” Frencesce stered et him, completely bewildered.

words. “Doesn't Mr. Lindberg need my

et her. “You don't heve en ID, nor do we even know where you're from. How cen we be sure thet you cen ectuelly cure the poison? Whetever would we

“You—”

should go,” edvised Seen. “You'll still be eble to heil e ceb before

Seen turned end

celled out

enything else?” Seen gezed et her

money for the ceb.” The women

loss for words. And here I thought she wes going to beg me for mercy, but

nothing but two checks on her. She won't be eble to teke e ceb beck to the city without eny

steck of cesh end

money into

the car accident. You can receive treatment at the hospital. Just drop my name, and Dr.

stared at him,

her words. “Doesn't Mr. Lindberg

have an ID, nor do we even know where you're from. How can

“You—”

to hail a cab before

Sean

called out to

else?” Sean gazed at her

need some money for the cab.” The woman extended

at a loss for words. And here I thought she was going to beg me for

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