Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

qInitially, Francesca took Layla's advice to heart and planned to call Danrique, but before she could initiate the conversation, it seemed he had given up on her.

Francesca could not help but feel dejected and hated herself for being vulnerable.

She kept reminding herself not to think of Danrique anymore. It's time to cut ties with that man. I don't want to have anything to do with him anymore!

“Sloan, why does Ms. Felch look so calm? Is she not mad?” a bodyguard asked out of curiosity.

He was observing Francesca from the rear-view mirror while waiting in a car nearby.

“Ms. Felch is not an expressive person,” Sloan said with a wry smile. “She's used to putting up a tough front.”

“What should we do now? Should we retreat?” the bodyguard asked.

“Let's retreat and wait for those two to appear!”

“All right. Got it!”

leaving the area with the bodyguard, Sloan

met Ms.

and his men appear.” Sean ordered. “By the way, did

track his phone. Everything should be fine,” Sloan said. “But

Who's that?” Sean froze for a bit, but the name soon rang a bell. “Her

drives Ms. Felch to everywhere she wants to go, and I also think they're staying together. They're as close

instantly

Prince William, and now, someone named Anthony emerged. Not only does he act as her driver, but

“I wonder if

plan,” Sean interrupted and diverted Sloan's attention as he was afraid the latter might say

in secret. Now that you're in hiding, I'm sure they'll show up soon. Once you have taken them

“Got it!”

his attention to Danrique. “Calm down, Mr. Lindberg. I think it's all

her relationship with William is a misunderstanding? Or do you mean her relationship with

words. “Um... I just think