Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

qAnthony instantly brought the bodyguards to look for Francesca. It was then he realized the gravity of the situation.

“Don't hang up. Put on your Bluetooth earpiece and stay on the call. I'll come right away.”

As expected of an ex-special forces agent, Layla was exceptionally efficient.

Furthermore, Anthony was just someone who studied economics and business management. Although he had picked up some things from Layla and Lincoln, he was not talented in that field. Therefore, he would have a much slower reaction time.

At that moment, he was overwhelmed by guilt—he hated himself for not noticing the oddness earlier. If anything were to happen to Francesca, he would despise himself for the rest of his life.

In the meantime, Francesca, Lacy, and the Jetroinian assassin disguised as a doctor stepped out of the elevator, about to head to the parking lot at the back.

Right then, an excited voice traveled into their ears. “Francesca! We meet again!”

At the same time, a young woman in a floral dress stood in Francesca's way.

When Francesca lifted her head, she realized it was Monica, the young woman she met on the plane who was premaritally pregnant.

When Monica saw Francesca, she exclaimed, “Francesca, I've purchased a maternity checkup package deal at this hospital with the money you've given to me! Thank you!”

looks that signaled her to cut the conversation short and stop wasting

away Monica's hands before coldly saying, “I have something to attend to, so let's chat

she began pushing the

she abruptly cried out, “This child isn't

rolled her eyes,

have been so generous. I never knew that your life was this tough too...” Monica choked out. “No. I

a stack of cash from her bag and

“It's fine,” Francesca dismissed.

want to get the other woman involved,

two of them kept pushing and pulling each other, and the assassin was about to go mad from

her stomach. “Ow, that hurts so much! You're a doctor! How can you shove

attracted the attention of

of patients and their family members surrounded them

help Monica up, but the assassin grabbed her hand again and warned in a quiet voice,

but to keep pushing the

to the crowd around them, “Coming through. Coming