Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

q“How can you be fine? I saw you twitching just now!” Danrique switched on the wall lamp, held Francesca's face, and carefully scrutinized her. “Could it be that the surgery had damaged your brain?”

“The one with the brain damage is you.” Francesca did not know whether to laugh or cry. “I was laughing, okay?”

He was puzzled. “Laughing? About what?”

“Nothing.” At that moment, Francesca still did not dare to tell him about the origins of the name “Cece”. Instead, she demanded frantically, “Oh, right! Give me my phone!”

“The bomb in the orphanage has been defused, and the children are fine.” Danrique told her the result directly, “Sean has told Ms. Layla that we're fine!”

“You—”

“One hundred and eighteen orphanages.” He looked at her with admiration. “You're very capable, Francesca.”

“I—”

“Don't worry. I've sent someone to protect them. From now on, no one can touch those children.” Danrique did not give her a chance to speak at all.

took a long time before she came back

He grinned. “Is there

Francesca hastily asked, “Who did my

was her master. However, at the thought that she must have her own reasons for not wanting the old man to know her

hand and shot him another question. “Then

bed since the surgery was on the back of your head, so the old man didn't get

“Good. That's good...”

a long sigh of relief. When my master performs surgery, others will prepare everything. He only does the main surgery, so it's not surprising that he didn't see my face. I haven't cut my hair in the past few months, and my originally short hair

sigh of relief.

go back right after the surgery. I told Sean to ask him

doesn't like the hustle and bustle of the

How did you know that?”

“Besides, the old man is a miracle doctor. Hence, he requires a high degree of concentration to perform the

“That's true.” Danrique nodded.