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.

how to respond. “Who says I'm not wearing any clothes? Am I not in a

Mr. Lindberg. I was so frantic that I

to your room and put some clothes -

finish, Francesca ripped off the bandages covering his

“You!”

his teeth. I'm going

at you. Don't get

gaze on the man's injury and redressed

as his face reddened with

Mr. Lindberg's always been level-headed, but he seems to be losing his temper a lot recently. I'll

off every day, but he hasn't done anything to get rid

do have a fever.

returned

quickly

when the latter took

meekly did

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

Kerrie answered in a hushed

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