Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“Call the police now!” Charlotte quickly reminded.

Just when Andy took out his phone and was about to inform the police, the assassins started charging toward them…

An intense war broke out instantly.

Bruce and Charlotte only had five people on their side. Among the five, two were injured. They were no match at all against the other party, who had more than a hundred of them.

Charlotte was in despair and felt extremely hopeless. Are we all going to die here today?

Before she could think any further, someone suddenly attacked her from behind and hacked at her shoulder with a chopper. The woman fell to the ground at once, landing on one knee…

Charlotte was already covered with blood and looked like she was going to collapse at any moment…

In the nick of time, a few silver cars raced toward them, knocking over the few assassins who were attacking Charlotte before stopping in front of the woman.

A dozen of men in white got out of the car after that and joined in the battle.

Charlotte lifted her head with much difficulty and spotted a tall figure walking toward her. With rays of sunlight casting a warm glow upon his face, Charlotte felt as if the man was like God who had just descended to save mankind…

As the man reached out a hand to her, Charlotte looked at him, stunned. “Danrique!” she exclaimed and started to wonder if she was dreaming.

“Get on your feet!”

in a frosty tone and had a cold expression on his face,

years ago when she was in a life-and-death situation. Back then, it was also Danrique who appeared at the most critical moment, rescuing her

done it once

injuries, she felt light-headed and her entire body was swaying as though she could fall at

assassin charged over again, trying to

and darted out a hard kick that sent that assassin flying thirty

done quickly!” Danrique ordered

“Understand!”

were able to keep the situation under control very quickly. It did not take

they sensed that the situation was not in their favor, preparing

and fired a few shots at the truck tires which

those assassins were all trapped in the truck

the sound of police sirens could be heard not far away—the police

the car and tossed her a phone before informing her in a solemn tone, “Your kid

“Danrique…”

go back first,” Danrique said after glancing

finished speaking, the man turned around and got into his car, leaving

Lindberg, we’re going

Let’s go to Divine Corporation directly,”