Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 2288 The Touching Reunion

Even though it was cold on the mountain, Francesca could still survive because a brown bear had been sleeping beside her to keep her warm while the other animals searched for food for her.

Her body had recovered a lot after she had a few days to rest. Francesca used to vomit every day in the prison, so when that did not happen in the past few days, she could not help but wonder if it was because of the fresh air on the mountain.

As soon as the rain outside stopped and the snow melted, Francesca was ready to leave the mountain. However, just when she was about to exit the cave, she noticed a ray of light in the distance.

Francesca froze like a statue. No regular people would dare climb this mountain since it’s undeveloped and always snowing, so the chances of them coming here at night is even more unlikely. Does that mean they’re here for me?

Since Francesca was unsure who the other party was, she decided to leave alone to prevent putting the beasts in harm’s way again. After all, many of her animal friends had died trying to help her when she summoned them from the underground prison.

Suddenly, Francesca was stunned when she heard a familiar wolf howl coming from the foot of the mountain. That sound…

The first person to come into Francesca’s mind was Layla, but then she remembered the woman was already dead. That means it’s… ”Mr. Lincoln!”

immediately rushed toward the light, but because of how slippery the path was, her thin clothes, and

brown bear came out of the cave and lowered itself

its back, and before long, she was

his eyes as he wrapped his arms around the

too, turned red. “How did

Lincoln, who also could

her stomach when she realized that Lincoln thought Layla had

Francesca’s expression, Lincoln quickly figured something

is she?” asked

her head in silence as tears began to flow uncontrollably down

second he saw that, and he collapsed

Anthony, hurrying over to

cried so hard that she started to shiver. “It was my fault. I got Ms. Layla killed. It was all because

guilt, Francesca could not even bear to look Lincoln in the eye. If I