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.

leave me?”

didn’t respond to his question. Her mind was

leg, lock me in the basement and torture me? Well, at least that’s how romance novels 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 cage as punishment, causing a mastiff

thought had Francesca

Danrique demanded

and asked instead. “Was it because

that one word in her

to lie to him. “I’m not a saint or a femme fatale. Why would I take a bullet for a man? Moreover, I don’t even know you that

me well?” Danrique’s expression darkened at her

what happened seven

said seriously, “I’m not trying to be courteous here. I’m telling you the truth. I was still young then, so I didn’t know what

I took the bullet for you. Something hit my foot, causing me to lose my balance and accidentally fall into your arms, then I

to him. Even though it’s cruel, I have to tell him

say what you just said is true. You taking the bullet for me was

though he had no problem accepting

“That’s right.”

ecstatic. This stubborn man had

world is so huge, and we still meet each other