Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 1832

Chapter 1832 Go Ahead

On their way there, they were ambushed again.

This time, the concrete truck rushed toward them like an untethered horse.

“Turn right to avoid it! Hurry!” Gordon bellowed.

The bodyguard who was driving hastily turned the steering wheel to dodge it, but the rear of the concrete truck still slammed into the car. Spinning out of control, the car crashed against the guardrail.

Bang! came the thunderous noise. The hood of the car was dented inward.

The one in the front passenger seat flew out, and Gordon immediately took his gun and went down from the car to fight against the attackers.

The bodyguards pried open the door to rescue William and Francesca. They then went into another car. At the same time, Gordon brought his subordinates to defend them against the assassins.

It was then Francesca saw that the attackers came in a large group, and they were all heavily armed.

“Danrique’s not in the car!” one of the assassins cried out.

“Capture Prince William and the masked youth beside him!” another shouted.

“Understood!”

All of them rushed toward them.

his men were about to falter,

supported himself with the other hand on the window. It was

“It’s Danrique!”

“Catch him!”

swarmed

few were around

the bodyguards to escort

Francesca asked,

be fine,” Robin replied. “Let’s hurry to the airport. Perhaps Mr. Lindberg will come

“Right…”

“Wait!”

to say something, Francesca cut him off. “Those people are holding onto heavy weaponry. If they’re really

even if we were to stay,”

plans of his own,” Gordon told

“Understood!”

cars sped

window the entire time, distracted.

They were not close, and sometimes, she

how he

was an urge that told her to

experiencing did

said nothing about it, his eyes

Francesca was lost in her thoughts, something vibrated. Subconsciously, she

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