Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

q“I guess so,” Danrique answered casually.

Francesca's expression darkened again, her lips curled.

“Try this...” Danrique placed a slice of angel food cake on her plate. “It's made by the new chef.”

Francesca had lost her appetite. Just as she was about to speak, a subordinate reported again, “Mr. Lindberg, the private jet is ready.”

“Okay,” Danrique responded before turning to Francesca. “After you get to H City, be good and don't go anywhere. Gordon will find Dr. Felch. By the time he finds the doctor, I should be done with the matters here and go there.”

“All right.” Francesca felt reluctant to be apart from him. “You should attend to the matters. Don't worry about me. Actually, I—”

“Mr. Lindberg, you have a call from the president...”

Francesca was about to tell Danrique that she was actually Dr. Felch's apprentice, but just then, Sean came in hurriedly with a phone in his hand.

Danrique took over the phone and answered it. “Mr. President, I will go to the airport immediately. Yes, we'll reach at ten o'clock. What's the hurry? Sure, I'll do it as soon as possible.”

speaking to Francesca unhurriedly. “You should eat more.

fine.

complicated, so Danrique had to settle every aspect of it. Besides, he also needed to deal with the three

time like this, she didn't

the chef to board the plane with you so that

forehead before

backpack from upstairs. Francesca checked it, finding

and say, “Look at you. You can get half of my property as my

Francesca instantly. “Then

I didn't calculate them.” He thought about it seriously. “But you buying jewelry every

can buy jewelry that costs over one hundred million every day?” Francesca widened her eyes in shock. “Just how much money do

Danrique suddenly realized something as he continued, “But if you're really driven to spend, I'll have to work all

look after us when we get old. They'll be our provider at that

to bear more sons

she