Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

q“I hurt my face, and the scar hasn't gone away. I don't want to frighten you with my ugliness.”

Francesca then came up with a great excuse. “It's all your fault. You crashed into me and ruined my face, but you didn't compensate me very much.”

Upon hearing the woman bring up money matters again, Danrique immediately lost interest in the subject. He didn't even want to know what she could be scheming.

I'm not going to bother looking into something like this - or someone like her.

Thus, he ate a little before turning his attention to the medication.

From the scent alone, he knew the concoction was bitter and frowned deeply while holding the bowl.

“Chug it down. Good luck!”

Despite not looking at him, Francesca knew he was hesitating.

She was currently swiping some of the food with her back facing him. While eating, she kept one hand hovered over her chin to be able to pull her mask up at any time.

Danrique took a deep breath and closed his eyes. Then, he downed the entire bowl of medication in one fell swoop.

The man nearly threw up after swallowing some of the liquid, but he subconsciously did what Francesca had done to him before - covering his own mouth and continuing to swallow every drop of the concoction.

with a piece of tissue and scoured the whole area

Francesca handed him a piece of candy that

already had her mask on by

still doing here?” he asked upon noticing that the woman

have to be on night watch. What if you become feverish

Danrique called out, blatantly ignoring

hurriedly walked in. “Yes, Mr.

“You're on night watch.”

Sir.” Sean cast Francesca a glance before

was only thinking of using this chance to grab the necklace, but this

not only be

probably wants to make sure I

at the thought of this, and she glared at the fellow lying

Mr. Lindberg's temperature spike again, Dr.

tonight, Francesca got up to leave. “Watch over him. Call me if his temperature reaches a hundred and

contempt as he watched her leave. She really was trying to hit on Mr. Lindberg! But she gave up just because

and was about to blow-dry her hair

Dr. Felch. I'm here to serve you your dinner,” greeted Robin