Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort novel Chapter 1814

Chapter 1814 Take Your Clothes Off

“Mr. Lindberg,” greeted Robin politely. “Dr. Felch fell asleep on the way. Please go ahead without us. We’ll catch up soon.”

“Wake her up,” instructed Sean softly. “Mr. Lindberg’s fever hasn’t subsided, so she has to examine his condition later.”

“Okay, I will have the maid send her there right away,” replied Robin while nodding.

Sean ran to catch up to Danrique after that.

Behind them, Robin lowered her voice and turned to William. “Your highness, it seems Mr. Lindberg is upset.”

“That’s just how he is. I don’t think he’s angry at anyone,” replied William. He didn’t care much about it, but he woke Francesca up, anyway. “Francesca. Francesca…”

Francesca woke up, but she was still groggy when she rubbed her eyes. Her voice was a little thick. “Are we there?”

“Yeah, we are,” replied William while looking warmly at her.

Francesca sat up and put on her mask. After that, she started putting on her shoes to get out of the car.

“Francesca, don’t leave the room unless there is an emergency, okay? Also, if possible, please don’t attend the banquet tonight,” reminded William sternly.

“Huh? Why? What is this place?” asked Francesca curiously.

“We’re in the manor of an M Nation official. He is acting as the middleman, and that is why we’re meeting here.

“Danrique will negotiate with the Pastor at the banquet. The official will be there as the middleman, so the latter won’t go as far as making a scene in public. However, there is no saying what will happen behind the scenes.

“Danrique and I have plenty of bodyguards around us, but I’m worried about you.”

William then gave her a summary of what he thought. “No one knows who you are at the moment, but things will be bad for you if that information is leaked.”

“Okay, I understand.”

Francesca still hadn’t regained her memories, but she understood how dire the situation was.

It would be ridiculously difficult to attack Danrique and William, but the same could not be said for her.

She was an easy target, and if she died, Danrique’s poison will eventually take his life, while William’s leg will never recover.

That meant that anyone who wanted to destroy Danrique and William could achieve their goals simply by going after her.

“Oh, and there’s one other thing,” said William as he handed Francesca a piece of paper. “Anthony has been looking for you, so you should call him as soon as possible.”

“Anthony?” Francesca was stunned to hear that name. It sounds so familiar.