Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 2272 It Is A Trap

William’s fingers rapped against the wheelchair’s armrest. He lowered his eyes. It was as if he was contemplating something as he said, “Nothing will happen to Francesca.”

Monica had no idea what was going on in his mind. Even though she was worried, there was nothing she could do. With that, she retreated to the side silently.

Hazel gazed at William. She couldn’t help but remark, “You are good at maintaining your composure…” William didn’t respond. It seemed like Hazel’s words had fallen on deaf ears.

“You’re meant to succeed.” Hazel smiled as admiration filled her eyes. “However, maybe I can read this as a sign that you don’t like Francesca as much as you portray yourself to be. There must be some kind of misunderstanding during your previous display of affection.”

“She is going to be fine,” William stated abruptly. His eyes were still lowered as if he had just said that to himself.

Hazel took that as the cue for her to leave him alone. She leaned against the sofa and continued scrolling through her phone. I’m waiting to see how things will turn out. Will Francesca leave the jail unharmed?

Layla and Sloan managed to find Francesca’s jail cell. When Layla saw the fragile-looking Francesca lying on the bed, she called out, “Francesca!”

“Ms. Felch!” Tears filled an agitated Sloan’s eyes.

She froze when she turned her head

rescue you from here, Ms. Felch!” Sloan aimed his gun at the cell’s lock before firing a

“Leave!” Francesca shouted.

lasers were aimed at Sloan and the

see a few dozen fully armed soldiers rushing in

and the rest were still frustrated to be apprehended so

subordinate thundered, “We are from the

head before he could

any signs of struggle as life squeezed out of him

Horrified, Sloan screamed, “Zolt!”

one dared to offend them. But now, it seemed like

you guys trespass into the jail? Do you guys

do anything rashly!” Francesca supported her weak body as she walked over to the jail bar. She continued anxiously, “They have nothing to do with this.

hand on you, Ms. Felch. But it’s a whole different matter for these people.” The military officer mocked before pointing his gun at another subordinate of

Francesca and Sloan’s voices rang out at the same time. However, the military officer did not pause his action. He pulled the trigger

perturbed Sloan wanted to rush