Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

Chapter 1797

q“Come with me, Master Felch. Hurry!”

Kerrie anxiously dragged Francesca along.

“What? Hey! Wait...”

Francesca was immediately brought to the room next door.

At this very moment, Danrique was seated on the sofa with his back facing her, loosening the buttons on his shirt one by one.

Sean placed a bag of ice against his boss' forehead, and he called out to Francesca upon seeing her. “Dr. Felch! Come over. Mr. Lindberg's having another fever.”

Francesca walked over, knelt in front of Danrique, and began to examine his wound.

Danrique stopped unbuttoning his shirt and stared at her with creased brows.

The woman was dressed in nothing but a bathrobe, and her hair was still wet. Water droplets could be seen trailing down her neck.

The sight of it all seemed rather suggestive.

Danrique quickly averted his gaze. “Why aren't you wearing any clothes?” he demanded.

respond. “Who says I'm not wearing any

sorry, Mr. Lindberg. I was so frantic that I dragged Master Felch over like this,” Kerrie

room and

the bandages covering his wound. The sudden pain caused him to yelp

“You!”

man gritted his teeth. I'm going to kill

throw myself at you. Don't get the wrong idea,” Francesca remarked

gaze on the man's injury and redressed

eyes as his face

always been level-headed, but he seems to be losing his temper a lot

manages to p*ss Mr. Lindberg off every day, but

was quickly redressed, and Francesca stood up to touch Danrique's forehead. “You do have a fever.

that, she returned to her

quickly followed

when the latter took the hot towel from

Kerrie meekly did

was puzzled to see her leave the room. “Why aren't you tending

me,” Kerrie

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