Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort novel Chapter 1966

Chapter 1966 

Nobody else dared to make a move.

The subordinates turned their attention to Danrique.

Danrique's brows were locked in a tight frown.He was about to speak when Francesca glared at him furiously.

"What? My words don't count, do they?"

Danrique was fuming with rage, but he clenched his teeth and nodded.

"They do!"

"Release him!"

Francesca yelled.

Gordon and the others retreated.

Anthony lay on the ground like an overturned tortoise and stared at Francesca blankly.

What happened? Why has Francesca seemed to become the master of this place? "Get the medical kit? Francesca instructed Kerrie.

Kerrie looked at Danrique timidly.

Danrique did not answer.

Sean made a gesture with his hand and Kerrie said hastily, "Yes."

Then, she hurried to grab the medical kit.

Francesca tended to Anthony's wounds in Danrique's presence.Her movements seemed rather intimate.

The flames of wrath were about to ooze from Danrique as he stared at Anthony intently.

Anthony glanced at him meekly and looked away once more.He was shuddering in fear.

Sweat trickled down his forehead continuously and blended with his blood.

"Why are you sweating so much?" Francesca wiped his sweat with a wet towel.

Danrique tightened his grip around his cup.

Smash! It was then crushed into pieces.

Anthony was so frightened by the sound that he nearly passed out.

Francesca frowned and glared at Danrique.

"Go back to your room."

Danrique cocked his head and stared at her in disbelief.How dare she boss me around? 

"I told you to go back to your room."

Francesca gave him a kick.

"I'll come over in a while"

Her tone had softened when she uttered the last sentence.