Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 2314 Submission

The cold wind howled as the snow fell incessantly. Clad in thin clothes, Francesca marched forward, barefoot. All she wanted to do was to leave this place as if it was the lair of the beast, and she would be eaten alive if she stayed.

Anthony followed behind, anxiously making calls to have somebody pick them up. We may lose our lives if we march in this icy land with the cold wind billowing for much longer.

“Ms. Felch!” Sean hurried after them in a panic and hastened to explain, “Mr. Lindberg was forced to do it! The present situation is—”

Francesca could not comprehend. “Forced to do it? So many people have died because of him. Instead of avenging them, he has so easily reconciled with the president. Was he being forced into it?”

“Uh—”

“I couldn’t blame him for the things that had happened in his absence back then, but now that he’s back, his priority was not to rescue Mr. Lincoln but to reconcile with the president instead. Even though the president had brutally killed Mr. Lincoln before my eyes, he still chose to reconcile.”

Francesca became incensed the more she spoke. “In his eyes, his prestige is more important than anything, including all of our lives.”

“It’s not like this, Ms. Felch—”

president and avenge Mr. Lincoln last night. Why did he stop me?” Francesca yelled in a rage. “Is it because he would have no one to reconcile with if

that situation because there were guns and infrared lasers all pointed at you. If

and Mr. Lincoln are dead.

“But—”

are done from now on. It’s best that he

“Ms. Felch…”

but Francesca had already

against the wintry

Francesca’s temper, he knew nothing he said would

did not explain himself or ask her to stay. He must be giving her time to cool down. She’s so angry right

Sean ordered the men who had served alongside Sloan to give Francesca a ride and

he went to the study room to speak with

room remained in the darkness as the lights had not been turned

alone on the