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.

to respond. “Who says I'm not wearing any clothes?

Lindberg. I was so frantic that I dragged Master Felch

room and put

could finish, Francesca ripped off the bandages covering his wound. The sudden pain caused him

“You!”

man gritted his teeth. I'm going to

not throw myself at you. Don't

kept her gaze on the man's injury and redressed

in Danrique's eyes as his face reddened

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

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

Francesca stood up to touch Danrique's forehead. “You do have a fever. Wipe your

returned

quickly

when the latter took

Sir.” Kerrie meekly did as

leave the

let me,” Kerrie answered in

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