qWondering if he had gone to the study room, Francesca put on her coat and headed out to look for him.

A maid greeted her as soon as she opened the door. “Good morning, Ms. Felch.”

“Is Danrique inside the study room?” Francesca asked softly.

“Well...” The maid kept her head low, not daring to speak.

Without another word, Francesca made her way to the study room. She pushed the door open and found the room completely dark, and there was no one inside when she switched on the lights.

Something felt amiss to her at that very moment. “Is anybody there?” she shouted.

“Yes, Ms. Felch!” Sloan came running upstairs.

“Where's Danrique?” Francesca asked anxiously.

“Mr. Lindberg is...”

“Mr. Lindberg is on his way to M Nation.” Gordon walked in. “He just boarded the plane.”

“Danrique's flying to M Nation?” Francesca's eyes widened in shock. “When did he leave?”

briefly before muttering to herself, “If he's just about to board,

was asleep? What is he doing, running off to M

don't be upset, Ms. Felch,” Sloan consoled immediately. “Mr.

Mr. Lindberg has work to do,” Gordon

like he can keep me company all day. Now that I think about it, he was constantly on the phone during our flight back home. Something must've

he could've just told me. Why did he have to sneak out like that?” she commented in exasperation and indignance. “Couldn't he have just said his proper

worried you'd be mad at him,” Gordon

when will he be back?” Francesca asked, sounding

really not sure how long he'll be away, but he'll definitely come back once he's done taking care

questioning

to the bedroom and plopped herself onto the couch in a

to keep watch outside before leaving

thinking that perhaps the private jet had not taken

him. I guess

Text me once

text message, the woman sprawled on the bed. The more she thought

this bed a few hours ago, and

She felt extremely aggrieved.

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