Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 2207 Art Exhibition

“There’s no need for that. Give me the address, and I’ll make my way over on my own,” Francesca replied hurriedly.

“All right. It looks like Danrique’s left Gordon here, so there shouldn’t be a problem for you to travel about,” the first lady remarked with a chuckle. “I’ll have someone give Gordon the address, then. See you tomorrow at six!”

“Okay. See you!” Francesca began to regret her decision as soon as she saw the first lady off. She truly didn’t enjoy going to such places, nor was she interested in art exhibitions.

I don’t even understand art! But from how she dropped by personally and the way she talked, how could I have said no? Well, I’ll have to make connections sooner or later anyway. I may as well get this over with.

“Don’t worry, Ms. Felch. I’ll take you there personally. You’ll be completely safe.” Gordon thought she was concerned about her safety.

“I’m not worried about that. I just don’t really feel like going.” The woman glanced at her phone. There was not a single call or text message from Danrique.

Despite feeling unhappy, she decided not to phone him. So what if he doesn’t call? It’s not like I care. Hmph!

Yet, Francesca would spend the night waking up several times just to reach for her phone underneath her pillow and check for any notification from Danrique.

Sadly, there was still nothing. Although she felt incredibly dejected, the woman was so tired from her day’s work that she continued sleeping.

when she woke up the next morning, but she forced herself out of bed anyway. Then, she washed up,

putting up with all the pain and consuming his medication regardless of

sincerely wanted to treat him, given

appeared to be deliberately maintaining a distance from her. He also

in the past, or that he’s changed

on the other hand, was thrilled to see Francesca every time. The former always looked forward to

recovering well made

the two seemed to be growing closer by the day. Monica was no longer afraid to remove his clothes, wipe his body, or

Francesca believed this was a good thing. William’s always been alone, so it’s nice to see someone by

had been so busy caring for William that her own injuries

a different kind of

was past four by the time she returned

to the make-up artist, who had been waiting

she hopped into the car to meet up with the

busied herself all day, she dozed

phone every now and