Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 1804 Stupid Man

“It’s more complicated than I thought.” Noticing how pale Danrique looked, a crease appeared between Francesca’s brows. “I’ve underestimated the poison. It keeps mutating in the body.”

“We have to go back as soon as possible,” Francesca replied decisively. “Do you still have the snake that bit him?”

“Yup.” Sean nodded and continued, “We’ve locked it up in the lab.”

“Lab?” Francesca’s expression changed drastically when she heard that. “Are you experimenting on animals?”

“Regarding this matter, it’s difficult for me to explain it to you right now,” Sean replied vaguely, clearly trying to avoid answering. “Besides, I can’t let you in on the details, so please don’t ask any further.”

“Fine. I don’t wish to waste time talking as well,” Francesca replied coldly. “Anyway, we should go back as soon as possible. Otherwise, his condition would continue to worsen. By then, not even the gods would be able to save him, not to mention me.”

“But why didn’t you mention this earlier?” Sean was starting to panic. “If we had known it earlier…”

“We shouldn’t be discussing hypothetical scenarios now,” Francesca replied, feeling a flicker of irritation. “I’m a doctor, not God. I can’t predict everything. Even though I know that the poison is from a biochemically refined animal. I wouldn’t know that it would start mutating. That’s beyond the expertise of a medical doctor.”

After hearing what the woman said, Sean knew that he couldn’t blame her as there was nothing she could have done as well. However, he was currently in a difficult position. “There’s a very important function tomorrow evening where Mr. Lindberg and His Highness are supposed to attend together. As such, I’m afraid that Mr. Lindberg wouldn’t agree to going back now.”

go back now! Immediately! Prepare the car right away and go back to the mountain. I will need to analyze the composition of the snake’s blood

“But…”

and

back tomorrow

a weak voice rang

around and quickly rushed over when he realized that it was Danrique

at the man and

slowly. “One day wouldn’t make too much of a difference. I’m not going to die because of

“You…”

to me, it would be your fault for not performing your

hurled the towel which she was holding at Danrique and scolded, “You *sshole! Don’t

in the room was shocked. With their eyes widened in disbelief, all of them fixed their gazes on

to talk back at Mr.

“Mr. Lindberg…”

in horror before he quickly rushed up to the man and removed the towel on his

his face, Danrique gritted his teeth and