Mysterious male escort is a mogul novel Chapter 1851

q“I'm heading to the airport right now.” Francesca asked, “What's up?”

“Why are you going to the airport at this time?” William asked hastily. “Where are you going?”

“I have things I need to take care of in S Nation,” she replied. “Do you need something from me?”

“It's nothing. I just want to meet you.” He sounded disappointed. “Have you met with Mr. Lindberg?”

“I did,” she answered. “I have things to do, so I'll hang up the phone now. Please remember to keep my secret. Goodbye.”

Then she hung up the phone.

“He still hasn't given up on you yet?” Anthony sounded envious. “Both of you don't live in the same world. It's impossible for him to stay with you...”

“You keep saying no one lives in the same world as I am. How many worlds do you think are there on this planet?” Francesca rolled her eyes at him.

“Ugh...” He felt even more uneasy when he heard that. “Does this mean you like him?”

“You talk too much.” She glanced at the watch on her wrist and urged the driver to go faster.

While her flight was a little over nine in the morning, she still wanted to arrive at the airport as soon as possible.

For some reason, she couldn't stop feeling uneasy. Danrique's cold expression and the bruised look in his eyes kept appearing in her mind.

She felt like she had done something wrong, which fueled her desire to leave the city as soon as possible.

“Breaking news. Richard Windt, CEO of the Windt Corporation, was found dead at the bottom of his company's building this morning. His daughter, Charlotte Windt, was at Sultry Night last night...” The radio broadcast inside the taxi was reporting morning news.

When Anthony heard that, he was shocked. “What? I didn't hear that wrong, did I?”

“Mr. Windt really did that? Is that really him?” Francesca was shocked too.

“How can this be? He was fine yesterday, and his daughter had just gotten engaged. Why would he do that this morning?” Disbelief was written all over his face.

“Life really is unpredictable.” The taxi driver sighed. “Who could've thought that the richest man in the city would jump off a building?”