Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

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That’s Hazel’s voice! Francesca grew so enraged that her hand began to shake as she clenched her phone. Like a bomb, the woman was ready to explode. “Danrique Lindberg!”

The shout was so loud that it almost deafened Danrique. With his eyebrows furrowed, the man was about to explain himself when he was distracted by a noise outside.

“You better have a good explanation for that. Otherwise, I’ll—” Before Francesca could finish her sentence, the call ended.

The woman stared at her phone with widened eyes because she could not believe what had just happened. Did he just hang up on me? At a moment like this? This means he must be guilty of seeing that woman!

Francesca’s heart hurt even more when she thought about how Danrique had hugged and kissed her before leaving. The man had even proposed to her romantically.

Suddenly, everything seemed like a big fat joke to her. How naive and stupid can I be? Why did I believe his words?

When Francesca felt as though she was on the brink of losing her mind, she felt a sharp pain from the wound behind her head.

as she leaned back on

not what I think; maybe Hazel’s trying to gain attention by

and tried calling Danrique again. This time, her call was outright declined. When she tried

her phone number had

turned as grim as a graveyard as she mocked herself

reasoning out the window, the woman wanted nothing more than to fly over to Summerbank to strangle

about to go crazy, her phone suddenly

hurriedly answered the call, thinking it was Danrique on

informed Layla. “Is this a good

not want to worry Layla, so she did her best

“How’s your recovery?”

now; I can

and it doesn’t look good. There was nothing the hospital could do

be right over.” Francesca immediately began to