Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort novel Chapter 1914

Chapter 1914 

In the end, Danrique turned around and walked into the cave.

Sean and Mylo followed closely behind him with flashlights.

Sloan and the other two bodyguards went in after them.

The two stopped holding him but signaled him not to speak.

Sloan covered his mouth with his hand, not daring to make a sound.

The flashlight illuminated the inside of the cave like rays of hope penetrating the darkness.

When Francesca raised her head and saw Danrique’s tall and slender figure, she suddenly had the urge to cry.She was finally saved! 

"So that's where you were."

Danrique was calm and cold.

There was no sign of excitement, worries or sadness on his expression at all.He stood before Francesca and looked down at her as if looking at a frail creature.

"Dr.Felch!" Sloan rushed over in a hurry.

He wanted to drive away the rats and ants on Francesca, but Mylo tripped him and he fell to the ground.He tried to get up, but the two bodyguards stopped him by stepping on his back.

Sloan was the most slow-witted of the bunch, and they couldn't afford to let him ruin Mr.Lindberg's plans.

"Save me..."

Francesca struggled to reach out to Danrique for help.However, Danrique remained indifferent.He sighed, "I've been so kind to you.Why are you thinking of running away all the time?"

"Take me with you.Take me away..."

Francesca had no intention of discussing the matter with him.

Many mice, ants, and various bugs were crawling all over her body.

The insects got into her ears, and the mice crept all over her body.She was already on the brink of losing her sanity.

Hence, she wouldn't be in the mood to explain herself to Danrique.

"Why should I take you with me? You won't even marry me."

Danrique squatted down, picked up a mouse on its tail with two fingers, and dangled it in front of Francesca as he spoke.

"Argh!"

Francesca closed her eyes at the unsightly scene.

"Aren't you adept at manipulating animals?"

Danrique looked at her with an amusing expression.

"So why are you afraid of mice?"

"Rogue!"

Francesca was so angry that she wanted to shout at him.But Danrique brought the mouse even closer to her face, and its whiskers almost touched her face.