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.

stay calm as she leaned back on the

herself that it was all just a misunderstanding. Maybe it’s not what I think; maybe Hazel’s trying to gain attention by fabricating a scandal; maybe it’s just a part of Danrique’s marketing strategy.

in mind, Francesca suppressed her emotions and tried calling Danrique again. This time, her call was outright declined. When she tried again, all she could hear on the

phone number had

grim as a graveyard as she mocked herself

her reasoning out the window, the woman wanted nothing more than to fly over to Summerbank to strangle both Danrique and

was about to go crazy,

call, thinking it was Danrique on the other end

Francesca,” informed Layla. “Is this a good time? Can

Layla, so she did her

“How’s your recovery?”

immediately tell that something was wrong. “I’m much better now; I

nothing the hospital could do to help, so

right over.”