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.

froze momentarily and wasn't sure how to respond. “Who says I'm not wearing

sorry, Mr. Lindberg. I was so frantic that I dragged Master Felch over

your room and put some clothes

Francesca ripped off the bandages covering his wound.

“You!”

teeth. I'm going to

to treat you, not throw myself at you. Don't get the wrong idea,”

gaze on the

in Danrique's eyes as

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

to p*ss Mr. Lindberg off every day, but he hasn't done anything to get rid of her

up to touch Danrique's forehead. “You do have a fever. Wipe your body with a hot towel, then

that, she returned to her

quickly followed

a wipe when the latter

meekly did

puzzled to see her leave the room.

Kerrie answered

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