Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 1798

Chapter 1798 A Secret That Cannot Be Told

Danrique fell into silence as he heard that. “It does seem that way,” he murmured, his brows creasing.

“Then…”

“That d*mned woman.”

The man clenched his teeth in rage, but his wound began to hurt just as he was about to say anything more.

“It’s fine as long as you’re aware of what she’s like. Don’t be fooled,” Sean remarked with concern. “You’ve never dated anyone before, after all, so it’s possible you might fall for her schemes.”

 

“Kick her out once I’ve recovered.” Danrique frowned. “Also, get Gordon to keep looking into Francesco’s whereabouts.”

“Yes, Sir,” Sean replied with a nod. “I’ll get some information from Robin since he’s been looking for the same person.”

 

“Okay,” Danrique answered before slumping into the sofa.

Just then, Robin knocked on the door and entered with a few attendants and a cart full of food.

“Good evening, Mr. Lindberg. It’s time for dinner,” said Robin politely. “His Highness has specifically hired a Chanaean chef to prepare you your favorite dishes.”

“Thank you.” Sean hastily welcomed them.

greeted Robin casually before heading into his

Lindberg isn’t feeling well,

getting ready to leave, with

return with the concoction she

a quick glance, the woman thought nothing of their encounter. Robin, on the other

her way around them and entering the

as Sean was about to follow her, Robin quickly grabbed

“What is it?”

his curiosity. “I first thought she was a

should

like someone

“Who?”

paused briefly. “Like the daughter of

“Oh.”

just stand there!” Robin

guess she’s wearing a mask because she doesn’t want anyone to see what her face looks like now. We don’t know her name either. She only refers to

gaze fell, as though he was pondering

relative’s

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