Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

q“What?” The color drained out of Kerrie's face. “Are they Pastor's men?”

“No, wait a second.” She paused for a bit before continuing, “How did you manage to hear the footsteps?”

“I have no time to explain to you now.” Francesca urged Kerrie, “Get someone to tell Danrique that there's an ambush here.”

“Got it.” Kerrie then immediately told one of the bodyguards from the Lindberg family.

The bodyguard was a little skeptical. After all, all of Lindberg's bodyguards had gone through special training, and none of them noticed anything suspicious around the building. Besides, they were not supposed to leave the lounge since Danrique had ordered them to station there to protect Francesca.

“What are you waiting for? Go!” Kerrie urged. “You gotta trust Master Felch. She knows what's going on.”

“But...”

Before the bodyguard could react, they heard a gunshot from downstairs. A few foreign assassins arrived and surrounded the bodyguards from the Lindberg family.

Kerrie's eyes widened in shock. She then turned around to look at Francesca.

She did not know what else to

There's nothing we can do now. Even if these bodyguards had believed my words, they

that they have set up

Danrique was not the kind of person who would fall into the enemy's

corner of Danrique's lips quirked up when he heard a commotion. “So

you do this? We agreed to have an open discussion, yet you did this to

has nothing to do with

with a small body frame and a pair

to venture into M Nation. You've

a healthy competition. How can you blame me just because you fail to

mirthless laugh. “You're really as stubborn as a mule,

bodyguards in black suits barged into the room and

bodyguards around Danrique were Sean and Sloan. Even Prince William only had four men

with him. Clearly, he

William's expression turned grim. He questioned Edward, “This is not what we signed up for, Mr.

“Pastor...”