Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 1877 Melodrama

Danrique was at that moment sipping his coffee at the dining table. Expecting her to join him at the table at the sight of Francesca descending the stairs, he was most displeased to see her running out into the cold again.

Norah jogged in Francesca’s determined wake as she fretted. “Be careful, Ms. Cece! There’s a chilly gale today.”

Francesca did not look back. A second later, she disappeared into the dense curtain of freshly falling snow.

Danrique was aghast at the blatant display of stubbornness.

I did everything right. Despite giving her flowers and jewels, she was not even moved to tears like the films depicted! It seems she doesn’t even like jewelry. Right, I almost forgot that she’s an unusual one. The laws of common sense don’t apply to her.

“We’re running late, Sir.” Gordon appeared with an update. “You have an important meeting at ten o’clock where the three families will be in attendance.”

Danrique set his mug down and strode out while pulling his coat over himself.

Gordon and the others followed at a respectful distance.

Danrique walked out of the main hall and was about to get into the car where the chauffeur was waiting when he paused to watch Francesca who remained on the prowl for something under the lighthouse not far from where he stood.

Norah was still fussing over her. “You’re going to catch a cold if you don’t put on a coat, Ms. Cece.”

ignored her. Equipped with a stick, she used it as a shovel to brush

the bodyguard stationed next to him. “What’s she

seems that there is still a ruby ring that has not been recovered, Sir,”

concerned anymore. Just as he was about to get into the

around at the sound and spotted a small white squirrel holding the coveted

it a few times before realizing that it was inedible. At a complete loss,

Francesca exclaimed as she extended a hand toward

that Francesca had lost it. Not to worry, Ms. Cece, I’ll have someone to catch

shoulders at her whistle as it held the ruby ring out

ruby ring and gently stroked

to cold regions like Xendale. The one that Francesca had befriended must have been out on

pine nuts for him,” Francesca

Cece.” A maid immediately went to

eyes glinted strangely at

such a

entering the

white squirrel on her shoulder and the ruby ring

eyes fixed on her, Francesca did not