Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

qAt the thought of that, Francesca took a cab and made her way to a street near Sultry Night. She bought some equipment and dressed herself up, disguising as one of the seductive women at Casino Inferno before entering the bar.

Sultry Night was crowded with people and deafening heavy metal music filled the air. The place was livelier than Casino Inferno.

As Francesca searched for Danrique among the sea of people, she noticed a man dressed in a suit was leading a group of male models that were wearing face masks, walking toward the section of private rooms.

The group of men chatted as they walked. They mentioned something about an honorable guest who had come to the bar that night and was choosing a male model in the VIP room.

It was her first time at the bar, so she did not know what a VIP room was. Despite that, when she heard the words “honorable guest,” she wondered if it was Danrique.

Hence, she followed the group of male models into the private room section.

Along the way, she passed by a luxurious VVIP room, and she saw the suited man guiding the male models into the room.

took a glance; two women sitting on the sofa came into

eyes would light

dressed in a yellow skirt and looked rather pretty. Yet, she was way out of the

moment, she was tugging at the woman dressed in a white skirt, consoling, “Don't be sad. Hector is on the

this?” The woman in the white dress was enraged. “His parents announced the engagement was called off, while he

men are. They just don't know how to appreciate things. This time, our purpose is to make him angry and nervous. Look, these are all the male models I've hired. Go ahead and pick one. Once

watched the scene. That woman in the yellow skirt is obviously setting the white-skirt woman up. But the latter is quite stupid as well. I can't believe she actually fell for such a

go in and expose the yellow-skirt woman, a familiar figure passed her

Sean, and the others entered the private room, Gordon brought a group of men and guarded the outside. Francesca was about to enter

sentence. “I'm looking for that

the honored guest?” The security guard showed no respect for

a red lace dress and had delicate makeup, which was precisely the look of a dancer at Sultry Night. Naturally, she did not look