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!”

exchange for your life. It's a bargain,” Francesca replied cheerfully instead of getting

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

was a bargain to get his life in exchange for

“Hey!”

cured. No, even if I managed to cure you, you can't touch me.

impatiently. “Seal

a look instead of

but

right. I shall stop talking. Will that suffice?” Francesca

me, and a wise man knew when to

warning manner before leaning

but

couldn't outwit her, he had no choice but to do it

she didn't confront him head-on. However, she'd

the winner, but the real winner

on a leash, but he didn't even realize

home took over

for his temperature kept rising

out a solution as soon as

Francesca touched Danrique's forehead, “Taking medicine won't do him any help. We need