Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 1914 

In the end, Danrique turned around and walked into the cave.

Sean and Mylo followed closely behind him with flashlights.

Sloan and the other two bodyguards went in after them.

The two stopped holding him but signaled him not to speak.

Sloan covered his mouth with his hand, not daring to make a sound.

The flashlight illuminated the inside of the cave like rays of hope penetrating the darkness.

When Francesca raised her head and saw Danrique’s tall and slender figure, she suddenly had the urge to cry.She was finally saved! 

"So that's where you were."

Danrique was calm and cold.

There was no sign of excitement, worries or sadness on his expression at all.He stood before Francesca and looked down at her as if looking at a frail creature.

"Dr.Felch!" Sloan rushed over in a hurry.

He wanted to drive away the rats and ants on Francesca, but Mylo tripped him and he fell to the ground.He tried to get up, but the two bodyguards stopped him by stepping on his back.

Sloan was the most slow-witted of the bunch, and they couldn't afford to let him ruin Mr.Lindberg's plans.

"Save me..."

Francesca struggled to reach out to Danrique for help.However, Danrique remained indifferent.He sighed, "I've been so kind to you.Why are you thinking of running away all the time?"

me with you.Take

of discussing the

mice, ants, and various bugs were crawling all over her

insects got into her ears, and the mice crept all over her body.She was already on the brink

wouldn't be in the mood to explain herself

I take you with

up a mouse on its tail with two fingers, and dangled

"Argh!"

her eyes at

adept at manipulating

looked at her with

why are you afraid of

"Rogue!"

angry that she wanted to shout at him.But Danrique brought the

dare to raise your voice even when you're stuck in

said smugly,

"Why you..."

so livid that she

the winter and cool in the summer.There are even pets as company.If you lie here for half a month, you'll get used to these mice.You

felt gratified at

"You..."

about

do you

want you to beg

I'll take you

"Why you..."

on.My patience is