Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort novel Chapter 2129

Chapter 2128 Angry

Before Monica could process what was happening, that group of men had already fled the scene. The silver convoy formed a semi-circle, protecting them like a guardian descended from heaven.

When the car doors opened, several men got out and lined up in front of the cars. “Ms. Felch,” they greeted in unison. Seeing each familiar face, Francesca laughed. “Gordon, Sloan, Mylo…”

Her sentence trailed off when she saw Danrique standing in the line. Surprise crossed her face.

Danrique’s long legs stepped out of the car. Dressed in a white shirt, he looked delectable. However, his gaze was as cold as the freezing weather. “So this is the legendary Mr. Lindberg?”

Monica stared at Danrique in a daze.

I’ve heard that Mr. Lindberg has an unrivaled good look and exuded an aura of a god, striking fear in everyone’s heart. So, it’s true. That rumor isn’t an exaggeration. I thought Prince William was the most handsome man in this world until I met Mr. Lindberg. Only now do I realize the meaning of flawless perfection.

“That’s him,” Francesca replied coldly. Her voice edged with anger and resentment as she cussed, “B*stard!”

“Without this b*stard saving you, you’ll be freezing your butt off in some street in Xendale.” There was no warmth in Danrique’s voice. It was cold as ice and laced with arrogance. “Come here.”

“Hmph!” Francesca turned her face away from him, ignoring his demand.

“Come on, let’s get in the car. My blood is about to freeze.” Monica had thrown courtesy out of the window and limped over to the car while dragging her injured leg. “Thank you for the timely rescue. I’m Monica, a friend of Ms. Felch.”

“This way please, Ms. Monica.” Mylo led her over to one of the cars at the back. “Hey, Monica…”

Francesca didn’t expect Monica’s will to be that frail. I can’t keep up the act if she gets in the car of her own accord. “Get in.” Danrique glared at Francesca before getting in the car. “Let’s discuss any issues you have back home.”

His last sentence proved to be useful as Francesca’s heart softened. With a bite on her lip, she followed him to his car dejectedly. “This way please, Ms. Felch.”