Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

qBefore Monica could process what was happening, that group of men had already fled the scene.

The silver convoy formed a semi-circle, protecting them like a guardian descended from heaven.

When the car doors opened, several men got out and lined up in front of the cars. “Ms. Felch,” they greeted in unison.

Seeing each familiar face, Francesca laughed. “Gordon, Sloan, Mylo...”

Her sentence trailed off when she saw Danrique standing in the line. Surprise crossed her face.

Danrique's long legs stepped out of the car. Dressed in a white shirt, he looked delectable. However, his gaze was as cold as the freezing weather.

“So this is the legendary Mr. Lindberg?”

Monica stared at Danrique in a daze.

I've heard that Mr. Lindberg has an unrivaled good look and exuded an aura of a god, striking fear in everyone's heart. So, it's true. That rumor isn't an exaggeration. I thought Prince William was the most handsome man in this world until I met Mr. Lindberg. Only now do I realize the meaning of flawless perfection.

“That's him,” Francesca replied coldly. Her voice edged with anger and resentment as she cussed, “B*stard!”

butt off in some street in Xendale.” There was no warmth in Danrique's voice. It was cold as ice and laced with arrogance.

Francesca turned her face away

get in the car. My blood is about to freeze.” Monica had thrown courtesy out of the window and limped over to the car while dragging

please, Ms.

over to one of the cars at the

“Hey, Monica...”

to be that frail. I can't keep up the act if she gets

the car. “Let's discuss any issues you

softened. With a bite on her lip, she followed him to his

please, Ms.

door for her and shot a triumphant glance at Gordon.

lips. Dissatisfaction filled his

her own accord. It looks like all women are the same when they're in love. They don't mean what

convoy drove in the direction of the Lindberg

but Francesca still felt chilly. She didn't get a chance to retrieve her luggage after getting off the plane due to the men pursuing her, so she was still

a shoe when she