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.

of the way!” He fired a single shot at the

on the ground, fresh blood pouring from

huddling in a

shoot!” Francesca

forcefully hauled her off the plane

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

Francesca, he turned around to escape in another direction but stopped in

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

body, its forked tongue continuously flicking and hissing while

“Sam!” Francesca shouted instinctively.

traveled thousands of miles to save you, and you only have eyes

Danrique's arm in excitement as if it had

her gaze from Sam to Danrique,

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

Panic shone in Chrono's eyes, despite his usual

provoke Danrique, but he ignored them and remarked that Danrique

realized that he had messed