Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

qFrancesca was lost for words. What did I do? Why do they think I'm a female pervert? They thought I wanted to sleep with Danrique and offered Sloan as a sacrifice.

“Dr. Felch, if he isn't to your liking, I shall summon the others later...” Sean offered earnestly, for he wanted to solve the problem for his employer.

“No need.” Francesca's expression darkened as she declared coolly, “I want Mr. Lindberg. No one else can take his place!”

They took me for a pervert, so I shall make it the truth! Otherwise, I would've been wrongly accused for nothing.

Everyone gazed at her in shock.

Oh, what a brazen woman. She's being shamelessly open with her feelings and does whatever she wants...

“Hey!” Danrique's face flushed a dark red in anger.

“Dr. Felch, Mr. Lindberg is in love with someone else. You can't force him to like you,” Sean replied in exasperation.

“I don't care. I want him!” Francesca demanded.

She was inwardly pleased to see Danrique's upset face and even reached out to pinch his chin. “You're a hunk, huh?”

“Scram!” Danrique slapped her hand away and glared at her in disgust. “If you lay a hand on me again, I shall chop your hand off!”

bargain,” Francesca replied cheerfully instead

understand—if he were to chop her arm off, no one else

why she said it was a bargain to get his life in

“Hey!”

even if I managed to

Danrique barked impatiently. “Seal

shared a

wanted to defend her, but

Will that suffice?” Francesca shut

and a wise man

in a warning manner before leaning into his seat

unwell, but she

couldn't outwit her, he had no choice

enough, so she didn't confront him head-on. However, she'd only give in after

winner, but the real

on a leash,

home took over three

for his temperature kept rising and

Francesca to figure out a solution as soon as

any help. We need to return to the