Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 1875 Wages Of Toil

Francesca threw himself on the bed as soon as the room was empty once again and let the jewels fall through her trembling fingers. “I’m going to be rich!”

The number of precious jewels on her bed at that instant was almost comparable to all the wealth she possessed in the world.

Danrique is far richer than I thought. Could I possibly achieve my dream of achieving financial freedom and traveling the world by the age of thirty ahead of schedule?

Francesca was beginning to grow comfortable with the idea of having somebody as tolerable as Danrique who was willing to pamper her all her life.

In fact, she mused, it wasn’t a bad life at all.

I could just stay here.

Francesca was about to succumb to temptation when she roused herself with a fierce little shake of her head. No! Not like this like this. If I stay, I’ll have to get married and have children. Having a baby really hurts. Worst of all, I’ll be chained for life after having a child. It’ll be too late for me to leave then.

to a free life, Francesca felt suffocated at the very thought of being tied down. Preferring to take her own orders, she hated being involved in

not enjoy exerting her mind much for any other cause. She could not see herself engaged in a never-ending

over the past couple of days. I wonder

thought, Francesca replaced the jewelry back into their

wage I can accept is the one I toiled

myriad of expenses cunningly tacked on, Francesca justified her income as

he wants to establish a relationship with me. Since I don’t plan on staying,

door creaked open while she

in gracefully and gazed at her tenderly. “Do you like

Francesca sat up from the bed, her eyes never leaving the jewelry. “I

do.” Danrique smiled warmly. “Pick something to wear to the

mouth hung open. “You’re taking me

dare

her a little