Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort novel Chapter 1838

Chapter 1838 The Tables Have Turned

Hearing that sent chills down Francesca’s spine.

Will Danrique hand me over? After all, the negotiation is going well. Not only are they not going after him anymore, but they’re also not going to interrupt his business here in the future. As a matter of fact, they’re going to restrict Pastor from crossing Danrique again. Danrique has an upper hand now. As long as he hands me over, the market in Epea and Adrune will be his… Anyone would make the right choice at a time like this.

Unsurprisingly, Danrique fell silent.

Three seconds… Ten seconds… Twenty seconds went by, and he still did not speak.

Oh no, oh no. I’m doomed. This ungrateful b*stard’s going to hand me over!

“Mr. Lindberg—”

“Sure,” Danrique finally said.

Francesca’s heart lurched, and she balled her hands into fists. At that moment, she desperately wanted to dart over and strangle him to death.

“A wise man indeed, Mr. Lindberg.”

“Please hand Pastor over first,” Danrique said, his words a sudden turn of events. “He has been provoking and taunting me again and again. How am I supposed to answer to the people on my side if I don’t tear him from limb to limb?”

“You—” Roth was rendered speechless.

“She’s mine.” Danrique pointed at Francesca. “When I’m in danger, the youth comes for me. They’re such loyal dogs, so how can I leave them be? That’ll be too cruel of me.”

You’re the dog! Your entire family’s the dogs!

Francesca was furiously gritting her teeth, but soon, she realized that he was protecting her.

In other words, she should squeeze out a tear or two in gratitude.