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!”

a bargain,” Francesca replied cheerfully instead of getting

were to chop her arm

why she said it was a bargain to get his

“Hey!”

Francesca grinned and told him, “Bear with me until you get cured. No, even if I

barked impatiently.

Gordon shared a look instead of

but changed his mind and swallowed his

Francesca shut

and a wise man knew when to back

manner before leaning into his seat and shut

feeling unwell, but she

no

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

was the winner, but the real winner was

him on a leash,

took over three

condition worsened, for his temperature kept

asked Francesca to figure out

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