Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 2229 Demanding The Seal

“This means something must have happened.”

The colors drained from Kevin’s face as he exchanged a glance with Gerard, asking again, “What’s the situation now? Is Mr. Lindberg hurt, or did something happen to him?”

“I don’t know,” Francesca said, shaking her head. “Could you reach him?” Gerard asked immediately. “I couldn’t.” Francesca shook her head again.

“But you at least know if he’s dead or not, right?” Kevin was on tenterhooks. “I have no idea.” Francesca was putting on the perfect definition of obliviousness. “You…” Hearing the answer, Kevin was so angry his face flushed red.

The frown on Gerard’s face showed he was equally displeased when he demanded, “Do you even know anything? Even if you can’t contact Danrique, you should at least be able to get in touch with his subordinates. Don’t tell me you can’t even do that!”

“They will inform me if there is any news,” Francesca replied calmly. “Have both of you taken breakfast? Would you like to eat together?”

and Kevin stormed out, but Francesca suddenly remembered something

out to you?” she asked directly. “She

let me know if she contacts you? Thanks,” Francesca requested. Gerard glanced at her coldly and

of relief, saying to herself, “I thought those two would be tough to deal with, but it turned out easier than

dare to do anything now because they don’t know what happened to Danrique, but they might start getting pushy if we still have no news about Danrique after a few more

agreed, nodding. “Ms. Felch, you should rest well while you can. You’ll need

the headspace to consider anything they said, for all she could think of doing was flying to M

following three days elapsed uneventfully with no visitors bothering her, and Francesca stayed at the quiet

who called her back and

neither sleep nor eat peacefully due to her worry and helplessness as

the rest came to the house again, bringing with them a few senior shareholders and