Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 1824 Female Pervert

Francesca was lost for words. What did I do? Why do they think I’m a female pervert? They thought I wanted to sleep with Danrique and offered Sloan as a sacrifice.

“Dr. Felch, if he isn’t to your liking, I shall summon the others later…” Sean offered earnestly, for he wanted to solve the problem for his employer.

“No need.” Francesca’s expression darkened as she declared coolly, “I want Mr. Lindberg. No one else can take his place!”

They took me for a pervert, so I shall make it the truth! Otherwise, I would’ve been wrongly accused for nothing.

Everyone gazed at her in shock.

Oh, what a brazen woman. She’s being shamelessly open with her feelings and does whatever she wants…

“Hey!” Danrique’s face flushed a dark red in anger.

“Dr. Felch, Mr. Lindberg is in love with someone else. You can’t force him to like you,” Sean replied in exasperation.

“I don’t care. I want him!” Francesca demanded.

She was inwardly pleased to see Danrique’s upset face and even reached out to pinch his chin. “You’re a hunk, huh?”

slapped her hand away and glared at her in disgust. “If you lay a

in exchange for your life. It’s a bargain,” Francesca replied cheerfully instead of getting mad at

to understand—if he were to chop her arm off, no one

said it was a bargain to

“Hey!”

if I managed to cure you, you can’t touch me. What if you get sick in the future? You’ll still

barked impatiently. “Seal

and Gordon shared a look instead of

Lindberg…” Sloan wanted to defend her, but changed his mind

Francesca shut her mouth and raised her hands to

are against me, and a wise man knew when to back

a warning manner before leaning into his seat

feeling unwell, but she kept annoying

outwit her, he had no choice but to do it the

head-on. However,

was the winner, but the real winner was

on a leash, but

home took over three hours by

condition worsened, for his temperature kept

Francesca to figure out a