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.

want to leave me?”

Her mind was churning up a way to answer

alpha CEOs always resort to such measures. I recalled there was a novel

Francesca giving

Danrique demanded

to answer and asked instead. “Was it because I accidentally

that one word in

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

don’t know me well?” Danrique’s expression darkened at her words. “Seven

what

and said seriously, “I’m not trying to be courteous here. I’m telling you the truth.

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

have to tell him the truth. It’s better than leaving him

for me was accidental, and you had

nodded his head as though he had

“That’s right.”

man had finally thought things

“The world is so huge, and we still meet each other after all