Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 1937 

As Francesca stared at Danrique's handsome countenance, she gradually perceived a problem.

In the past, she assumed that he was just like an iceberg, indifferent to matters of the heart.

Besides, she even felt that he merely had some fighting skills but wasn't much of a strategist.

But from the look of things then, that wasn't the case.

Behind his seemingly nonchalant attitude, everything was actually in the palm of his hands.

Take the past, for instance.

It was clear as day that there were plenty of contradictory things about her, but he never investigated or interrogated her.

In fact, he didn't even look at her documents.

Later, he still remained unfazed despite having discovered her identity.

All that continued until she gave away the game herself and exposed her identity.

And at present, he caught Anthony effortlessly and used the latter to threaten her.She suddenly realized that she was already entirely in his control.

Hmm, this man is truly unfathomable.It feels that I might not be his match, so I've got to escape this quicksand as soon as possible.

Wait a moment! Could it be that he's also aware of Ms.

across her mind, and she couldn't help the panic

her mind wandered, the car drove into the

you can bring your family over

car window, but she wasn't in the

jeep convoys and professional bodyguards who could be

in such a

man, while the latter's

blue, realization dawned upon Francesca that Danrique's

telling me this: Look, this place is heavily guarded and you want to make a break for it? It'll be practically impossible! In the past, she thought that his thinking was as simple as hers, but only then did she realize

a stop in front of the gates of Danrique

the car first before

Anthony up

sounds, his gaze teeming with horror.He was afraid that

you planning to

Francesca hastily asked Danrique.

worry.I'm merely locking him up.I won't have him die since he still has some use

Danrique answered evenly.

"How dare..."

declared war against him in her impulsiveness, but Layla threw her a look,

some soup, so it's

out and greeted them

so happens that I'm hungry

Francesca upstairs to her room and

he conveniently lay down beside

"What are you doing?"