Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

qFrancesca threw himself on the bed as soon as the room was empty once again and let the jewels fall through her trembling fingers. “I'm going to be rich!”

The number of precious jewels on her bed at that instant was almost comparable to all the wealth she possessed in the world.

Danrique is far richer than I thought. Could I possibly achieve my dream of achieving financial freedom and traveling the world by the age of thirty ahead of schedule?

Francesca was beginning to grow comfortable with the idea of having somebody as tolerable as Danrique who was willing to pamper her all her life.

In fact, she mused, it wasn't a bad life at all.

I could just stay here.

Francesca was about to succumb to temptation when she roused herself with a fierce little shake of her head. No! Not like this like this. If I stay, I'll have to get married and have children. Having a baby really hurts. Worst of all, I'll be chained for life after having a child. It'll be too late for me to leave then.

Being used to a free life, Francesca felt suffocated at the very thought of being tied down. Preferring to take her own orders, she hated being involved in a large family filled with schemers and politics.

mind much for any other cause. She could not see herself engaged in a never-ending mind game with people whose names she could not remember

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that gloomy thought, Francesca replaced the jewelry

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them to be because he wants to establish a relationship with me. Since I don't plan on staying, it wouldn't

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smiled warmly. “Pick something to wear to the banquet

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pushed the jewelry away from her a little too quickly. “I

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