Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

qUpon closer inspection, Francesca realized that the bird was an adult female bald eagle.

The creature had fractured its wings, and there was blood all over its body from having its neck bitten. Even so, its eyes remained sharp and fierce.

Right underneath it was a clutch of eggs.

The bird was protecting its children with its life.

Seeing that, Francesca immediately moved the bald eagle and its eggs to a safe place before searching the forest for herbs. After smashing up the ingredients, she then applied them to the bird's wounds.

To prevent other animals from attacking the mother and its children, Francesca decided to stay in the forest to watch over them and head down the mountain only after the eagle had recovered.

Three days flew by just like that.

Francesca spent all her time with the eagle—sleeping on top of trees, eating wild fruits, and drinking dewdrops from plants.

Her white robe had since turned black from all the dirt, making her resemble a beggar.

The eagle was now feeling much better. While its wings still hadn't healed completely, it could now protect its children.

“I have to go after this,” said Francesca as she tore a piece of her robe to wrap the eagle's injury with. “You look so majestic, and you have such beautiful feathers. Could you actually be a queen bird?”

As though it could understand her, the eagle nodded and let out a cry.

excited. “What's your name? Wait. I suppose you don't have one. Let

a moment while stroking the eagle's head, she made up her mind. “You shall

your children when they hatch too. I hope

leaned against her, brushing its head against her face as a sign

up and take the kids back to your

hug before leaving

she spotted a silver Maybach at

arrive at the bottom of the mountain by midnight. Wild animals weren't a concern to her; the

made her way over to

suddenly asking

of a curious bodyguard could be

is too low to the ground.

instantly recognized Sean's

his waist would be in pain! That's where he was injured. If he doesn't do something about the poison, it

what he gets for being such a know-it-all and choosing not to believe

“I see.”

the miracle doctor, so Mr. Lindberg's planning to meet him at the hotel. Anyway, just hurry up

“Yes, sir.”

“Be careful, Mr. Lindberg.”

car sink slightly. It seemed that

car began to