Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 1975 

Layla went on, "As for that insane fellow, he's already on a killing spree.He's got his mind set on you that you were the root of his daughter's mishap, so he'd never let you off the hook.The likes of him wouldn't be of sound mind.If you run into him somehow, don't waver!"

She stopped to ponder before going on, "If you cave in, you'll be the one who'll suffer in his stead.What would be of Danrique if you were dead? Ever thought of that? And what should we all do by then? How about the children? As long as that person is alive, he'll always be out for blood—"

"Okay, okay! I hear you; interrupted Francesca.She felt that her head was about to crack from all the pain, so she blurted out, "I'm having a migraine right now.I'll talk to you later..."

"All right, I won't disturb you anymore."

Layla's heart ached for Francesca.

"Get proper rest and remember my words..."

"Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Francesca held her throbbing head as she lay on the recliner, trying to sleep her worries away.

Still, sleep eluded her as the scene where Candice got injured popped right back into her head once more.

That past event fired into her mind all of a sudden like a bullet, making her life a living hell.

As she placed her palm on her head, she struggled to make her way back into the bedroom before retrieving the medical kit and opening it up.

She fished out the acupuncture needle and used it on herself so that she could fall into a deep slumber and escape her messy thoughts.

did she know that there had been someone in the villa next to her home peeping at her every

Layla and Anthony just got back

and needles, dwelling

won't you let me have a

he didn't get to speak

son of a—are you a moron? Do you think we're interested in

spoke.She exerted so

up to

hollering, "Danrique always smacked me like this.And now, you,

throw you out the door if I hear one

mood that day, so

Anthony pouted and held

and cautiously uttered, "I also wished to show her some concern and talk some sense

you possibly offer? You're full of nonsense

of disdain flashed across Layla’s eyes as

wave of anger erupted like a volcano

treating me this way since I was a kid? Do I really mean nothing to

"Enough.Save it."

Layla was annoyed.

to discuss with him a plan to deal with all this.That maniac isn't a normal being.He's one of those elite assassins, and he's even backed by the world's top assassin organization.If he really got to Francesca, she'd be in

"I'm on it"