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.

her mind, and she couldn't help the panic rising within

mind wandered, the car drove

vast.After we get married in the future, you can bring your family

wasn't in the mood

convoys and professional bodyguards who could be mobilized

were over a hundred bodyguards in such a huge castle, with Danrique being their only

attention was on the man, while the latter's attention was wholly on

upon Francesca that Danrique's every single

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,

stop in front of

before he circled over and carried

a bodyguard hoisting Anthony up before heading to the

relentlessly, Anthony made muffled sounds, his gaze teeming with horror.He was afraid that

planning to

Francesca hastily asked Danrique.

won't have him die since he still has some

Danrique answered evenly.

"How dare..."

war against him in her impulsiveness, but Layla threw her a look, so she could only suppress her wrath for the time

just brewed some soup,

out and greeted

happens that I'm

upstairs to her room and placed her

so, he conveniently lay

"What are you doing?"