Mysterious male escort is a mogul novel Chapter 1964

q“I'm still in Xendale. Good to know you're okay. I was worried sick.” Layla heaved a sigh of relief and said, “I saw a major explosion at the presidential palace, and later, some new military vehicles entered the area. There were even helicopters, and it looked like a war was going on. It was so scary.”

“It's all settled now,” Francesca whispered, “Apparently, Danrique was already well-prepared.”

“He's even calmer than I imagined.” Layla sighed. “When I saw the helicopters, I knew everything was within his control. Even if you don't go back for him, he'll be fine.”

“Right...” Francesca smiled bitterly. “I risk my life all the time, but I always end up doing that for nothing!”

“Well, you can't put it that way.” Layla chuckled. “At least, you know what you want...”

“What I want?” Francesca was taken aback.

“You've fallen in love with him. Don't you know that?” Layla sighed. “Francesca, you can't ignore my prior advice to you. Do whatever you want. I just want you to be happy!”

Francesca was touched by Layla's words.

“Francesca, you should head back to H City as soon as possible and look for your master to perform surgery on you. We can talk about other things later. You can't put this matter off anymore, do you understand?” Layla advised solemnly.

“Understood.” Francesca nodded. “Right, there's also Anthony. I'll look for Gordon at once and make them release Anthony. Where should Anthony look for you?”

“Bliss Hotel!”

“Noted.”

After ending the call, Francesca looked for Gordon and told him to release Anthony.

Gordon did not even ask any questions. He merely ordered someone to take care of the matter.

On the contrary, Francesca was curious. “You didn't even hesitate over this. Aren't you worried that Danrique would berate you?”

“Before Mr. Lindberg went out, he had already told us to follow your orders,” Gordon answered with a grin, “That includes releasing your ex-boyfriend!”

“Pfft!” Francesca was not sure if she should laugh or cry at that remark. “Fine, release him immediately and send him to...”

“Bliss Hotel. I know,” Gordon interrupted.