Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

qDanrique fell into silence as he heard that. “It does seem that way,” he murmured, his brows creasing.

“Then...”

“That d*mned woman.”

The man clenched his teeth in rage, but his wound began to hurt just as he was about to say anything more.

“It's fine as long as you're aware of what she's like. Don't be fooled,” Sean remarked with concern. “You've never dated anyone before, after all, so it's possible you might fall for her schemes.”

“Kick her out once I've recovered.” Danrique frowned. “Also, get Gordon to keep looking into Francesco's whereabouts.”

“Yes, Sir,” Sean replied with a nod. “I'll get some information from Robin since he's been looking for the same person.”

“Okay,” Danrique answered before slumping into the sofa.

Just then, Robin knocked on the door and entered with a few attendants and a cart full of food.

“Good evening, Mr. Lindberg. It's time for dinner,” said Robin politely. “His Highness has specifically hired a Chanaean chef to prepare you your favorite dishes.”

“Thank you.” Sean hastily welcomed them.

Danrique greeted Robin casually before

isn't feeling well, I'll

to Sean briefly before getting ready to leave, with

concoction she had made, and

a quick glance, the woman thought nothing of their encounter. Robin, on the other hand, stared at her in shock and couldn't keep cast

nodded at him before making her way around them and

her, Robin quickly grabbed

“What is it?”

thought she was a young man, but now that I've taken a closer look, it seems she's a woman. What

should I begin? Anyway, why do you seem so

lot like someone I know...” Robin trailed

“Who?”

the daughter of a distant

“Oh.”

stand there!” Robin

a car accident and injured her face. I guess she's wearing a mask because she doesn't want anyone to see what her face looks like now. We don't know her name

as though he was pondering over

Is your relative's last

up any more of your time. I have to return to His