Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 1868 Fate

Francesca reclined casually on the sofa as she sipped on a cup of warm milk.

She acted no different no matter where she was. She would stand and sit languidly. She would rather lie down instead of sitting and sit instead of standing, if she had a choice.

She had no care as to how people see her. She just did whatever was comfortable.

Danrique narrowed his eyes as he watched her. His eyes gleamed as if many thoughts were racing across his mind.

After a long silence, he finally spoke. “Did you take alcohol?”

“Yes, I did,” Francesca admitted.

“Eva pushed you to take them?” Danrique inquired.

“No, I took them willingly.”

Francesca didn’t want to shift the blame onto others. Even though Eva did intend to make her drunk, her attempt failed. Francesca was the one who made the other drunk.

to leave me?”

respond to his question. Her mind

always go. Those alpha CEOs always resort to such measures. I recalled there was a novel I read before in which the male lead had locked the female lead in an animal

Francesca

Danrique demanded with a

refused to answer and asked instead. “Was it because I accidentally took a bullet for

Danrique had only caught that

course.” Francesca didn’t want to lie to him. “I’m not a saint or a femme fatale. Why

me well?” Danrique’s expression darkened at her

forgotten what happened seven years

courteous here. I’m telling you

foot, causing me to lose my balance and accidentally fall into your arms, then I got

I have to tell him the truth. It’s

taking the bullet for me was accidental,

his head as though he had

“That’s right.”

This stubborn man had finally thought

turn. “The world is so huge, and we