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.

Robin casually before heading into his

isn't feeling well, I'll

Sean briefly before getting ready to leave, with the

to return with the concoction she had made, and her eyes

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

at him before making her way around

as Sean was about to follow her, Robin quickly

“What is it?”

does this doctor always 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,

Where should I begin? Anyway, why do

lot like someone I know...”

“Who?”

paused briefly. “Like the daughter of a

“Oh.”

there!” Robin pestered. “Answer

and injured her face. I guess she's wearing a mask because she doesn't want anyone to see what her face

fell, as though he was

Is your relative's last

up any more of your time. I have to