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!”

how slippery the path was, her thin clothes, and her weak body, she did

came out of the cave and lowered itself

directed the beast to Lincoln after getting on its back, and before long, she was shedding tears of joy in

eyes as he wrapped his arms around the woman. “I thought you

too, turned red. “How did you find

these years?” asked Lincoln, who also

to her stomach when she realized that Lincoln thought Layla had been hiding on the mountain with her. He has no idea that Ms.

Lincoln quickly figured something was wrong. “Francesca, w-where is Ms.

is she?” asked

as tears

the second he saw that, and he collapsed to

Lincoln!” exclaimed Anthony, hurrying over to

Francesca 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 could turn back time, I’d gladly trade my