Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 1839 Until Next Time

“Still sticking around?” Danrique taunted with a grin. “Are you really waiting to experience a shower of bullets? You’ll be getting a package deal of a shocking piece of global news. That’s a good deal, isn’t it?”

“You—”

The colors drained from Roth’s face as he trembled.

That was the first failure in his life, and it was one in which his pride was trampled on by his opponent.

“Young man, don’t get too conceited! We’ll meet again next time!”

With that said, Roth stormed away with his men.

Francesca let out a sigh of relief, thinking, Thank god I managed to survive this.

Sloan then walked over to open the car door and asked with a smile, “Dr. Felch, are you fine? Don’t be scared. We’re safe now.”

Francesca came down from the car and glared at Danrique. “Why didn’t you tell me that you still have an ace up your sleeve? You made me come back to save you and nearly died in the car explosion!”

“You only have yourself to blame for your stupidity,” Danrique retorted.

“You—”

Francesca’s expression darkened, and she wished she could strangle him then and there.

flew over. As the

squinted and looked

prepared. No wonder Gordon was so calm and was even trying to

the helicopters then descended before they let down a few

“Give me the necklace!”

to leave, Francesca shot out her arm to snatch

leaped and grabbed

“Hey!” Francesca anxiously shouted.

He only said, “See you

helicopter soon brought Danrique

left in

Francesca shrieked, stomping

to Danontand.” Sloan looked at Francesca, chuckling. “Mr. Lindberg has instructed us to send you

a stable condition. You can look for any professional doctors

still fixed on the horizon, staring in the direction

to find you and get

S Nation. I only have a little over a hundred million with me.

before Francesca snapped back to her senses. She then said, “Go after

do

something else when Francesca jumped into the

“Dr. Felch! Dr. Felch!”