Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

qFrancesca's place was quite some distance away from the airport, so she had to speed down the road the entire journey. Only then would she be able to make it to the airport in under thirty minutes.

I have to hurry, or that lunatic, Chrono, might do something crazy.

Francesca thought about the explosion at the orphanage and felt her heart aching.

She was moving out of the way of a truck when Anthony called her. Hence, she didn't pick up. It wasn't until she was on the highway and things were much calmer that she finally returned his call.

“Hey.”

“Where are you?”

It was noisy on Anthony's side, and she could hear children crying.

“I'm at the airport. How are things at the orphanage? Are there any casualties? Is anybody hurt?”

Francesca's heart clenched as she spoke,

“The explosion happened in the parking lot near the orphanage. It didn't take place in the orphanage itself, and a few kids fell out of their bunk beds because they were scared. Other than that, no one was injured.”

“The parking lot?” asked Francesca. She was temporarily stunned. “Then the kids are all okay?”

Francesca sighed a breath of relief. Thank the heavens that Chrono isn't a total monster and didn't actually go after the kids.

Still, I bet that little conscience he has will fade away if I didn't show up at the airport on time.

here quick,” said Anthony in a worried tone. “Chrono must be trying to force

line was cut off before he could

because he was too busy and accidentally hit the button that ended the call. It was also possible that the signal was

and her phone, then

with tourists at the time, but Chrono was nowhere

on when she suddenly sensed a hostile aura closing in on her. She

all-black outfit, a cap, and a face mask was standing right behind her.

eyes a little to scan the person in front of her. She looked into her

is Chrono's ally, the assassin who faked being a doctor

the assassin, who smiled soon after. “Here. We got your plane ticket

to check in for departure right

Chrono? Why isn't he here?” demanded Francesca. She could somewhat

matter? I, alone, am enough to accomplish this mission,” replied the assassin before she shoved Francesca a little. “Go check in right

two of

little, and Francesca got what that

ran toward the parking

quickly chased

the parking lot before the assassin fired a bullet that dug

about to retaliate when a group of men suddenly

recognize those men. Turned out that her saviors were Sloan and his men. Ah, so they never

wonder what was going on though, so she got into her car and sped away

“Ms. Felch!”