Mysterious male escort is a mogul novel Chapter 1790

q“I don't think that's a good idea...”

“We'll be in the study room. Just call out to us if anything happens.”

Gordon was a lot more blunt with his words, whereas Sean was smarter and knew how to best go about it.

Naturally, they didn't want to leave Francesca alone in the room with Danrique as his safety was their ultimate priority.

Francesca, on the other hand, was a mysterious person that they still knew nothing about.

There was no telling what ulterior motives she could be having.

However, Sean knew she would only give in to persuasion and not coercion, so he decided to use a softer approach.

“Whatever, you guys can do as you wish.”

Francesca didn't seem to care and continued sleeping on the sofa.

“Hey! How could you—”

Gordon was about to yell at her again, but Sean quickly dragged him away before he could say anything further.

Sean also got the other maids to exit the room, leaving only a single medical staff to clean up the wet towels and monitor Danrique's temperature.

“Let me know when his temperature reaches a hundred and two degrees...” Francesca mumbled lazily as she lay down comfortably on the sofa.

“Yes, Master Felch,” the medical staff replied politely.

Francesca was extremely tired as she didn't get much sleep while nursing Snowy back to health a few days ago, and she had gone through an entire night without sleep last night as well.

As such, all she wanted at the moment was to get a good night's sleep.

The female medical staff continued to reduce Danrique's temperature with a wet towel while taking his temperature every thirty minutes.

Meanwhile, Gordon was watching everything from the study room. His face was all red from anxiety when he saw Francesca just sleeping there on the sofa.

“Sit down, will you? Stop pacing about like some trapped animal. Kerrie said his temperature hasn't gotten past a hundred and two degrees, so his condition isn't as serious as we thought. We should just wait here patiently,” Sean said calmly.

“We spent so much money hiring her, and yet she's acting like she owns the d*mned place...” Gordon ranted angrily.

“Mr. Lindberg trusts her, so we have no choice...”

Having worked with Danrique for a long time, Sean understood him very well.

He didn't like Francesca either, but he had faith in her medical knowledge and skills.

Gordon simply let out a huge sigh and said nothing further after that.

Time continued to tick by, and it was soon three in the morning.

“Master Felch, Mr. Lindberg's temperature has reached a hundred and two degrees!” Kerrie shouted in shock all of a sudden.

“What's going on?”

Sean and Gordon came rushing over immediately, but Francesca was still sleeping on the sofa.

“Hey, Dr. Felch! Dr. Felch!” Sean called out to her.

“Huh?” Francesca rubbed her eyes in annoyance as she sat up straight.

“Master Felch, Mr. Lindberg's temperature has reached a hundred and two!” Kerrie repeated herself while holding the thermometer up to Francesca's face.

Francesca narrowed her eyes as she took a closer look at the thermometer. Seconds later, she became wide awake and ran over to touch Danrique's forehead. She even reached her hand into his shirt and touched his chest just to make sure.