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.

she know that there had been someone in the villa next to her home peeping at her every move via a pair

got back

pins and needles, dwelling on the matter regarding

me have

get to speak to Francesca on

a—are you a moron? Do you think we're interested in listening to your nonsense

might as she spoke.She exerted so much force that the latter dropped

climbed back up to

like a tomato, hollering, "Danrique always smacked me like this.And

if I hear one more word coming out

good mood that day, so naturally, she would throw

and

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

sense could you possibly offer? You're full of nonsense yourself.Would you ever have anything useful

glint of disdain flashed across Layla’s eyes as she looked down on

erupted like a volcano

since I was

"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

"I'm on it"