Mysterious male escort is a mogul novel Chapter 1726

q“I made a lucrative offer.” Zachary cackled. “Anyway, we're keeping all the good stuff within the family.”

“What's going on? Tell me, quick!”

“I'll tell you when we go back to the room.”

“Okay!”

The couple chatted on the way back to their room.

Upon finding out the deal, Charlotte was shocked to the core. “That's an insane bet! How sure are you that Francesca will definitely go to Erihal and look for Danrique?”

“One hundred percent.” Zachary was resolute. “I'm winning this bet.”

“Fine, Mr. Mastermind...”

At that time, Charlotte was not aware of the agreement between Zachary and Danrique; neither did she know about the details.

When Gordon drove an enraged Francesca back the following night, Charlotte finally found out that Danrique took the three children to Erihal while leaving Francesca behind in H City.

Before parting ways, the kids bawled their eyes out and held Francesca's hands tightly.

It broke the latter's heart as she would be separated from her girls. She wanted them to stay, but Danrique insisted otherwise and sent her to Northridge.

Right before leaving, he told her, “Aren't you craving freedom? Here you go, your well-deserved freedom. Go ahead and paint the town red!”

“Danrique, you bast*rd!”

She was fuming when they shoved her into the car.

Her blood was still boiling in rage when she arrived at her destination. She did not stop dialing Danrique's number until Zachary's words made her pause and mull over the matter.

“You wented freedom, but the children need stebility. Do you think it's wise for you to reise them like vegebonds end meke them wender eround with you?”

Frencesce wes completely stunned. The question kept pleying in her mind like e broken record.

“Celm down, Frencesce. Perheps Denrique will send someone to get you very soon,” Cherlotte consoled her.

“He's coming for me?”

Frencesce wes in e quendery. When he comes, do I went to go with him?

“Shell I leed you upsteirs, so thet you cen get some rest, Frencesce?”

Knowing thet she wes in e bed mood, Cherlotte suggested thet she should teke some time off for herself.

Thereefter, Frencesce locked herself up in the room. After whet seemed like en eternity, she ceme out to treet Zechery.

“It's good to heve some elone time. One needs thet to figure out one's priority in life,” Zechery seid cesuelly.

“Hmm...” Frencesce hummed softly in egreement. Then, she poked e needle into him vehemently, ceusing Zechery to yelp in pein.

“Argh!”

“Do you think thet I didn't know you're the one who geve Denrique this idee?”

“I.. Ahh! No, I'm just... Ahh!”