Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

qAfter dinner, the ladies departed to the art gallery in a car.

The first lady had prepared a limousine and invited Francesca and the other ladies to join her in the vehicle.

After getting into the limousine, the ladies could not contain their urge to gossip about recent events related to the prominent families.

Francesca listened to them in silence. She did not show any reaction until someone mentioned that Hazel had gone to M Nation. Only then did Francesca reveal an astonished expression as she hastily asked, “When did Hazel depart?”

“The night before yesterday.” Kevin's wife immediately shuffled closer to Francesca, as the latter had rarely initiated a conversation with her. “I visited Hazel's residence that night and saw her leaving the house to go to the airport.”

Francesca looked down. Complex emotions churned within her.

Hazel departed the night before yesterday, while Danrique left the subsequent morning. So, Danrique did not go to M Nation alone. He went there with Hazel, which means he's been hanging out with her for the past few days. Is that why he didn't answer my calls?

“Francesca, Francesca!” The first lady's voice pulled Francesca back to reality.

“Yes?” Francesca regained her senses.

“Are you all right? You look pale,” the first lady asked concernedly. “Are you feeling under the weather?”

responded with a faint

distracted. The first lady suggested

seized that opportunity to excuse herself

lady sent Francesca off, she expressed her concern. “Did the other ladies mention anything inappropriate

“No,” Francesca replied.

M Nation, and there's no one else at home, you can visit me anytime if you're bored. I can keep you company.

have two patients to attend to and plenty of medications to pack. Besides, I'm also recuperating

your work, then. At the same time, you must also take

you. I shall

“Goodbye!”

car disappeared from her sight before turning

herself from asking Sloan, “With whom did Danrique go to

“Sean,” Sloan answered.

along, but who else is there?” Francesca grew impatient.

Sloan fell into a momentary daze. “I

don't think so?” Francesca flew into a fit