Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

qSince he was a child, he never got involved in other romantic relationships.

For the past twenty-seven years, the closest he got to a girl was seven years ago, when he held Francesca's hand.

To him, Francesca was his first love, the only person he cared for, and the only relationship in his lifetime.

He had been holding on to that belief, spending all his time and effort looking for her in hopes of giving her a happy life.

Now that he had found her, there were no traces of warmth in her gaze. Instead, there was only suspicion, uneasiness, nervousness, and caution.

Worst of all, she told him she had a boyfriend, and that they did not suit each other as they were of different worlds.

On top of that, she even said their promise was just a child's joke that could not be taken seriously.

He could not believe his ears.

Is this real? Or did I hear it wrongly? Or did I make a mistake? Perhaps this girl in front of me is not my Cece. But she's got the exact scar just like Cece's. And she knows the secret of the necklace. She should be...

at me like that?” Francesca

Cece?” Danrique still could not accept the truth. “Where did we first

remember,” Francesca answered casually.

tone clearly showed she did not care about the

his dejected looks. “I was still young back then. I didn't know what love was. I'm afraid the promises I made back then

“Since

yours once I've given it to you.” Danrique suppressed the mixed emotions within himself, trying

was dumbfounded.

person who was extremely particular about things. She could not help but

to suppress the hostility in his voice. “He let you wander

ample bosom beneath her V-neck shirt. He quickly shifted his gaze,

long story.” Francesca did not know where to begin. Hence, she could only act like

off the

can I

Danrique interrupted. He then ordered firmly, “Give him a call