Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 2208 Hint

After dinner, the ladies departed to the art gallery in a car. The first lady had prepared a limousine and invited Francesca and the other ladies to join her in the vehicle.

After getting into the limousine, the ladies could not contain their urge to gossip about recent events related to the prominent families.

Francesca listened to them in silence. She did not show any reaction until someone mentioned that Hazel had gone to M Nation. Only then did Francesca reveal an astonished expression as she hastily asked, “When did Hazel depart?”

“The night before yesterday.” Kevin’s wife immediately shuffled closer to Francesca, as the latter had rarely initiated a conversation with her. “I visited Hazel’s residence that night and saw her leaving the house to go to the airport.”

Francesca looked down. Complex emotions churned within her.

Hazel departed the night before yesterday, while Danrique left the subsequent morning. So, Danrique did not go to M Nation alone. He went there with Hazel, which means he’s been hanging out with her for the past few days. Is that why he didn’t answer my calls?

“Francesca, Francesca!” The first lady’s voice pulled Francesca back to reality. “Yes?” Francesca regained her senses. “Are you all right? You look pale,” the first lady asked concernedly. “Are you feeling under the weather?”

with a faint smile. Subsequently, while visiting the art exhibition, Francesca appeared slightly distracted. The first lady

excuse herself from the art gallery. While the first lady sent Francesca off, she expressed her concern. “Did the other ladies mention

anytime if you’re bored. I can keep

patients to attend to and plenty of medications to pack. Besides, I’m also recuperating from my injuries,

she flashed an awkward smile. “Okay. You should focus on your work, then. At the same time, you must also take care of your health.

Francesca nodded. “Thank you. I shall

“Goodbye!”

Francesca leave and waited until the car disappeared from her sight before turning around and reentering the art

way back, Francesca could not stop herself from asking Sloan, “With

“Sean,” Sloan answered.

is there?” Francesca grew impatient.

into a momentary

into a fit of rage. “That

up her phone and