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.

feeling much of an appetite, Danrique greeted Robin

Lindberg isn't feeling well, I'll take

briefly before getting ready to leave, with the latter escorting

return with the concoction

their encounter. Robin, on the other hand, stared at her in shock and couldn't keep

her way around them and

follow her, Robin

“What is it?”

doctor always have her mask on?” Robin couldn't contain his curiosity. “I first thought she was a young man, but now that

laughed. “You just asked me so many questions at a time. Where should I

someone I know...” Robin trailed

“Who?”

briefly. “Like the daughter of

“Oh.”

Robin pestered. “Answer

anyone to see what her face looks like now. We don't know her name either. She only refers to herself as Dr. Felch,”

fell, as though he was

your relative's

his head. “All right, I shan't take up any more of your time. I have to return to His