qGetting to his feet, Danrique straightened his clothes, his movements as elegant as ever. However, the words he then casually uttered carried a beast-like possessiveness.

“I'm going to devour you when you've recovered!”

His Adam's apple bobbed slightly with suppressed desire.

“Buzz off!” Francesca roared furiously.

Pulling the covers over her, Danrique flashed her a faint smile before spinning on his heels and leaving.

Just then, Layla disguised as medical staff, entered the room with Norah to deliver the soup. Danrique glanced at her but said nothing, heading straight for the study room.

Later, Sean went to Danrique to render his report. In the end, he cautiously reminded, “Mr. Lindberg, I can't shake off the feeling that there's something strange about that medical staff.”

In response, Danrique arched a brow. “Oh? What about her?”

“When I went to look for Ms. Felch this morning...”

Sean proceeded to tell the man everything that had happened in the hospital in detail.

Danrique remarked blithely, “Didn't Kerrie say

“Yes, but-”

off about her? It doesn't matter as long as Cece is happy.” Danrique's voice

might not be an ordinary

touch impatient. “So what? Why am I employing the lot of you? Is it not to

Sean hurriedly lowered his head, not daring

well that Layla and the unfortunate

to caution Danrique, but he

he said to Sean, “Leave a few smart ones to keep guard

arrangements. Naturally, he knew that

Sloan delivered Francesca's bag

else and made

gems inside, her eyes glittered with excitement. “Whoa! He's really generous and treats you amazingly well!

Ms. Layla? Are you not worried at all when Anthony has been captured?” Francesca was sprawled on the bed with helplessness

him. At most, he'll keep him locked up to blackmail you. Furthermore,

here.” Casting her eyes around the luxurious yet cold room, Francesca couldn't help lamenting, “It's as though I'm a bird in

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