Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 1867 Late Rendezvous

Although Francesca was shocked to hear that, she remained calm and collected. “I’ve heard of that person before. She’s quite something, right?”

“Yes. She’s also a young girl.” Sean chuckled and added, “In fact, she looks like you.”

“So?” Francesca raised her brows.

“Huh?” Sean hesitated for a moment and continued, “I didn’t mean anything by that. I was just—”

“Okay. I’ll go over in a while.” Francesca headed into her room. It seems like I have to be more careful not to expose myself before departing. If Danrique finds out I’m Francesco, he’s going to know I’ve been stringing him along. By then, it’ll be even harder for me to escape once he starts to get wary of me.

“Have you been drinking, Ms. Cece? Are you all right? Did you get bullied?” Norah was sizing Francesca up worriedly.

“I’m fine.” Francesca could feel that Norah’s concerns toward her were sincere. This is rather heart-warming.

“Mdm. Norah, the bath is ready,” a maid said while standing at the entrance to the bathroom.

“Let me bathe you. I need to see if you were hurt.” Norah was looking after Francesca like she was a child.

“I’m fine, really.” Francesca smiled. “I can bathe myself. In the meantime, you guys can help me prepare my clothes.”

closed the door behind her. After that, she hid her backpack inside a partition

her backpack before because he’d

her closely after her attempt to escape. What if he searches my backpack and investigates my real identity? After that, he’s going to keep all my travel documents. When that happens, I won’t be able to go anywhere. Hence, I must keep my travel documents

phone while soaking

two missed calls from Anthony, she’d also received two text messages which

be tapped, they’d agreed to contact each other through that method to avoid

received a few missed calls and a few text messages

off your phone, Francesca? Did something happen to

you. Please

Where are you, Francesca?

reveal anything important, Danrique would still find

giving it some thought, she decided

called, Francesca! I

to contact you for a while. Stop sending me text messages,

“Where are you?”

“I—”

Ms. Cece?” Norah suddenly asked from outside the

Remember not to text me,” Francesca quickly