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.

calm as she leaned back on the sofa

it was all just a misunderstanding. Maybe it’s not what I think; maybe Hazel’s trying to gain attention

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

number

as a graveyard as she mocked herself for

out the window, the woman wanted nothing more than

Francesca was about to

the call, thinking it was Danrique on the other end of the

Layla. “Is this a good time? Can I talk to

Layla.” Francesca did not want to worry Layla, so she

“How’s your recovery?”

that something was wrong. “I’m much better now; I can move around

the hospital could do to help, so I had

on. I’ll be right over.” Francesca