Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

Chapter 2302

Just as Anthony took a few steps, he recalled something. “This can't be right. Didn't General Jablonski mention that he'll be fetching us tomorrow to Xendale?”

“Ah, yes! Forget the air ticket, then. We'll travel light.”

“Okay.” With that said, Anthony bolted off to make the necessary preparations.

Francesca, in turn, jotted down all thirteen sets of contact numbers before closing the ledger and placing it into the safe. Following that, she returned to her room to wash up.

Out of the blue, Layla's words rang in her mind. ”No matter how capable we are, Francesca, there's always a limit to what we can do by ourselves. You have to pick up more skills to protect yourself.”

Those words had never made sense to Francesca in the past. She had always frowned upon social butterflies, for she reckoned that she would never ever have to deign to beg others.

Yet, right then, she gradually saw the light. She knew that she had to become stronger, by hook or by crook, because only then would she be able to protect her loved ones.

Back when Ms. Layla was put to death, I couldn't even do anything to fight back. But now, I know I can't stay like this anymore. I must go all out to save Mr. Lincoln's life, and I'll be Danrique's strongest pillar of support!

Meanwhile, Danrique was awakened by a loud rumble. As he opened his eyes, he kept calling out to Sean.

A few minutes later, Sean finally rushed in. Instead of turning on the light, he said in a hushed tone, “Mr. Lindberg, we've been spotted by the helicopter from the military.”

teeth in fury. “Not bad for a silly old bugger. He even dispatched the

softly. “I'm worried he might send someone here for an

said that,

visage did a one-eighty at that. He dashed toward the window and glanced out to check, only to find that the courtyard walls had tumbled. Worse still, dozens of military jeeps were forcing their

the immense formation, the president must

Danrique's subordinates had already charged forward to hinder the enemies while the others stayed behind at the villa

“Fall back!”

with Sean and the rest under the cover of his subordinates. In actuality, Danrique had planned beforehand and planted a time bomb somewhere in the villa. Right when all of them got out of the villa, the bomb

deafening sound reverberated

annihilated, and many of them were seriously wounded,

ground, Danrique looked nothing less than a devil

point in time, it was about five in the morning. The once quiet and serene atmosphere of the villa had since been disrupted by explosions and gunshots. Even the birds and other

convoy of the Lindberg family slowly set off, the subordinates all kept their guard up, fearing that there might be an ambush along the

Gordon over the

full except for Danrique. Only he looked as calm as a millpond, staring out the

were going down the hill, brilliant rays appeared in the distant sky. It was as though