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 and

“Did Ms. Atkinson reach out to you?” she asked directly. “She didn’t,” Gerard replied with a frown. “She’s

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

herself, “I thought those two would be tough

do anything now because they don’t know what happened to Danrique, but they might start getting pushy if we still have no

nodding. “Ms. Felch, you should rest

the headspace to consider anything they said, for all she could think

uneventfully with no visitors bothering her, and Francesca stayed at the quiet house, waiting

every day, but all her calls went unanswered. The only exception was the one she made to Gordon, who called her back and told her she had nothing to worry about since he was

her worry and helplessness as the day

to the house again, bringing with them a few