Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

q“Huh?” Donald blurted out. He thought he was hearing things and stared at Hazel incredulously.

“Hazel is a sensible woman,” Danrique said as he smirked. “You should go back home and prepare for tonight.”

“Yes.”

Hazel bobbed her head cheerfully before turning to leave.

She didn't utter a word to persuade Danrique to change his mind despite coming to a consensus with Donald earlier.

Shocked, Donald watched as Hazel strode away. He had no idea what was going on. Is she trying to make me the bad guy? Did she pull out last minute so she could be the nice guy? Or does she have another plan? Or did Danrique's action break her heart, and she decided to give up on him?

Donald couldn't wrap his head around it. He could never understand how the mind of a woman worked, for they were always so unpredictable.

“Mr. Donald, should I see you off?” Sean broke the silence duly.

Donald heaved out a sigh before trudging out after him.

down the stairs, he couldn't stop himself from asking,

you've got to be kidding. We're Mr. Lindberg's subordinates. We can't comment on

before me,” Donald said hastily. “Isabella trained you both, and you're a few years older than Danrique. As you're more mature,

I shall be frank with you.” Sean's lips curled up slightly as he said, “Of course, we want nothing but the best for Lindberg Corporation. We hope that the Lindberg family can always be

right. You'll have to

cut in before Donald could finish. “We believe in Mr. Lindberg. He has his own reasons for making that decision.

speechless. He assumed he could convince Sean to persuade Danrique to change his

head despondently, Donald got into his

“Goodbye, Mr. Donald.”

to disappear from sight

at once. “Is Mr. Lindberg

responded

eerily frosty.” Gordon was worried. “If Mr. Adams ends up in a marriage of convenience with the

need to be loyal to Mr. Lindberg. No matter what his decision would be, we'll have to support

anyway. Mr. Lindberg is