Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 1777

Chapter 1777 I Can

Ben gripped the steering wheel tightly and floored the accelerator, hoping to dodge the attacks.

Unfortunately, the Mafia continued to follow them.

When their car reached the highway, a convoy suddenly appeared. It formed a line before their car and attempted to intercept them.

“They sent so many people to ambush us!”

Sean anxiously dialed Gordon’s number to ask for backup.

 

“Mr. Lindberg…” Ben broke out in cold sweat.

“Hit them!” Danrique decisively ordered.

 

Unexpectedly, Francesca said the same thing at the same time.

“But if we hit them, we—”

“Get out of my way!”

Frowning, Danrique was about to climb into the driver’s seat. Yet, someone else beat him to it.

“What are you doing?”

Since Ben did not react, Francesca pushed him away and squeezed into the front seat.

over the driver’s

isn’t a game,” Sean

don’t know what you

and wanted

up, and its front wheels lifted from the ground. With that,

Ben could not help but

he

at the lady in the driver’s seat

people in the convoy was

did they expect that the vehicle would speed up and head for them like a wrecking

Boom!

knew it, the silver Maybach landed on the ground swiftly after breaking through the barrier and spun around, as though Danrique and the rest were

their pursuers and turned it downwards

to turn their cars around first. By the time they did that, the Maybach

Maybach traveled at the speed of light as it disappeared silently into the

shook off their

had passed, but Ben was

in disbelief. “W-Who the heck are

question on

don’t know either,” Francesca casually answered. “If you know anything about my background,

Ben gave her

almost forgot you lost

regain his composure, he climbed into the

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