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.

an appetite, Danrique greeted Robin casually before

Lindberg isn't feeling well, I'll take my leave

spoke to Sean briefly before getting ready to leave,

the concoction she had made, and her eyes

a quick glance, the woman thought nothing of their encounter. Robin, on the other hand,

nodded at him before making her way around them and entering

follow her, Robin

“What is it?”

have her mask on?” Robin couldn't contain his curiosity. “I first thought she was a young man, but now that I've taken a closer look, it seems she's a

a time. Where should I begin? Anyway, why do you

someone I know...” Robin trailed

“Who?”

Robin paused briefly. “Like the daughter of a

“Oh.”

there!” Robin pestered. “Answer my

see what her face looks like now.

though he was

Is your relative's last name Felch,

shan't take up any more of your time. I have to