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

didn’t respond to his question. Her mind was

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 to hurt the female

Francesca giving Danrique a strange

me,” Danrique demanded with a

to answer and asked

Danrique had only caught that

saint or a femme fatale. Why would I take a bullet for a man?

Danrique’s expression darkened at her words. “Seven years

what

“I’m not trying to be courteous here. I’m telling you

coincidence that I took the bullet for you. Something hit my foot, causing me

him. Even though it’s cruel, I have to tell him the truth. It’s better than leaving

just said is true. You taking the bullet for

nodded his head as though he had

“That’s right.”

man had

Suddenly, Danrique made a turn. “The world is so huge, and we still meet each other after all this time.