Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort novel Chapter 1798

Chapter 1798 A Secret That Cannot Be Told

Danrique fell into silence as he heard that. “It does seem that way,” he murmured, his brows creasing.

“That d*mned woman.”

The man clenched his teeth in rage, but his wound began to hurt just as he was about to say anything more.

“It’s fine as long as you’re aware of what she’s like. Don’t be fooled,” Sean remarked with concern. “You’ve never dated anyone before, after all, so it’s possible you might fall for her schemes.”

“Kick her out once I’ve recovered.” Danrique frowned. “Also, get Gordon to keep looking into Francesco’s whereabouts.”

“Yes, Sir,” Sean replied with a nod. “I’ll get some information from Robin since he’s been looking for the same person.”

“Okay,” Danrique answered before slumping into the sofa.

Just then, Robin knocked on the door and entered with a few attendants and a cart full of food.

“Good evening, Mr. Lindberg. It’s time for dinner,” said Robin politely. “His Highness has specifically hired a Chanaean chef to prepare you your favorite dishes.”

“Thank you.” Sean hastily welcomed them.

Not feeling much of an appetite, Danrique greeted Robin casually before heading into his bedroom to rest.

“Since Mr. Lindberg isn’t feeling well, I’ll take my leave now.”

Robin spoke to Sean briefly before getting ready to leave, with the latter escorting him.

Then, Francesca so happened to return with the concoction she had made, and her eyes met Robin’s.

After a quick glance, the woman thought nothing of their encounter. Robin, on the other hand, stared at her in shock and couldn’t keep cast his gaze away.

Francesca nodded at him before making her way around them and entering the room.

Just as Sean was about to follow her, Robin quickly grabbed hold of him. “Sean.”

“What is it?”

“Why does this doctor always have her mask on?” Robin couldn’t contain his curiosity. “I first thought she was a young man, but now that I’ve taken a closer look, it seems she’s a woman. What is her name?”