Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

q“What?” the pilot asked in bewilderment.

“Circumvent it and take off from the adjacent runway. Hurry!” Chrono barked out the order swiftly.

“Huh?” The pilot was dumbfounded. “That's impossible.”

“Why? Just do it!” Chrono pressed the pistol against his head.

The pilot could only do what he was told, but as he was about to switch runways, the silver private jet glided in their direction, threatening to crash into them.

The plane couldn't be steered away in time, and the expression on the pilot's face resembled a deer caught in headlights.

Chrono knew he was no match for Danrique and immediately pivoted on his heels to hold Francesca hostage.

Meanwhile, the chief steward had opened the door to release Francesca when Chrono was preoccupied. He wouldn't have any incentive to stay on the plane that way.

However, as soon as the plane door opened, other passengers rushed out in a frenzy and blocked the exit.

Francesca couldn't make it out and was caught by Chrono.

way!” He fired a single

hit and collapsed on the ground, fresh blood pouring from the gunshot

others screamed in terror, huddling in a corner and afraid to make one

shoot!” Francesca stopped

her off the plane to beat a hasty

after a few feet by a human wall of the Lindberg family's

turned around to escape in

was wearing a white shirt, to pass. He carried no weapons except for Sam,

forked tongue continuously flicking and hissing while its reptilian eyes were pinned on Chrono

“Sam!” Francesca shouted instinctively.

eyes. I traveled thousands of miles to save you, and you

around Danrique's arm in excitement as if

Sam to Danrique, and she

morning sun washing over him, but he looked absolutely stunning. His gaze was stern and arrogant,

Panic shone in Chrono's eyes, despite his usual

had repeatedly warned him not to provoke Danrique, but he ignored them and remarked that Danrique was merely fooling around with Francesca. How could an egomaniac have real feelings for

realized that he