Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort novel Chapter 2293

Chapter 2293 Reconciliation

Sean uttered evasively, “Ms. Felch, don’t worry. We will save Mr. Lincoln. You should take care of yourself.” “Where’s Danrique? Let him answer the phone.”

Francesca was anxious. She had been detained in the dungeon for a long time, so she knew well the brutal torment one would suffer in there. Back then, the first lady didn’t dare to lay a finger on her, but the same couldn’t be said for Lincoln.

“Mr. Lindberg is talking to the president on the phone.” Sean covered the speaker with his hand and whispered, “He’s gravely injured and is very weak at the moment. He will return your call after he finishes his conversation with the president.”

Hearing that, Francesca couldn’t bring herself to probe further. She had no choice but to say, “Okay. I’ll wait for him to contact me.”

After pausing briefly, she added, “Sean, Ms. Layla is dead. Mr. Lincoln is the only relative I have left. I cannot allow anything bad to befall him.”

“I know, Ms. Felch,” Sean replied politely.

After hanging up the call, he looked inside through the door to the study room that was left ajar. He couldn’t help but sigh at the sight of Danrique overexerting his frail body to continue talking on the phone with the president.

Just as William had mentioned, the circumstances had been advantageous to them initially.

Danrique had managed to turn the tables. Unfortunately, Lincoln was captured by the president. Not only did that allow the president to garner sympathy, but the president also gained a trump card.

Moreover, Gordon had been shot while rescuing Lincoln and was now lying in the hospital.

The present situation had become unfavorable to them.

Sean’s subordinate hurried over and uttered in a hushed tone, “Mr. Lindberg’s wound is bleeding.”

Sean hastily returned to the study room.

“Aren’t you tired of spouting so much nonsense with your indirect manner of speech?”

Danrique leaned against the backseat as he talked on the phone. Despite his enfeebled state, he still carried himself in the same authoritative manner.

Sean noticed blood coming out of the wound on Danrique’s shoulder. He reckoned it was because Danrique had punched the tabletop when he grew agitated earlier.