Mysterious male escort is a mogul novel Chapter 1979

qFrancesca and Layla exited the airport and were about to get into a cab.

At that moment, a childish voice sounded. “Hello!”

Francesca turned around and saw Candice sitting obediently on a stone block with a rag doll in her arms.

“Hello, we meet again!” Francesca greeted the little girl.

“My name is Candice. What about yours?” Candice beamed at her.

“I'm Francesca Felch.” Francesca returned the smile. “Where's your daddy?”

“Daddy went to drive the car here. He told me to wait for him here,” Candice replied obediently.

Francesca exchanged glances with Layla as they sensed something was wrong.

If Candice's father had really gone to drive the car over, he should have brought Candice along. Moreover, Candice was waiting beside the taxi passageway, which prohibited the entry of private vehicles. They wondered why he left Candice there to wait for him and if he was in trouble.

“The car is here. Let's go.”

Layla did not wish to invite trouble to themselves, so she dragged Francesca along to get in the cab.

“Are you leaving, Francesca?” Candice gazed at Francesca longingly.

“Yes.” Francesca pitied Candice as she gazed at the latter sitting alone on the stone block. “Candice, will you feel scared waiting for your daddy here by yourself?”

Candice nodded. Her eyes reddened the next second.

Francesca's heart ached slightly when she saw Candice's pitiable look, so she decided to stay. “Don't be afraid. I'll be here to accompany you.”

“Really? Thank you, Francesca.”

Candice was overjoyed. She hurriedly jogged forward and held Francesca's hand.

“Francesca!” Layla tried to persuade Francesca otherwise.

“It's all right, Ms. Layla. I'm just going to keep this little girl company for a little while. We'll get into the cab and leave as soon as her father returns,” Francesca whispered.

Layla felt helpless. She had no other choice but to wait together.

Candice introduced her rag doll to Francesca and told Francesca she had some delicious candy, but the candy was kept in her father's pocket. She expressed her desire to share the candy with Francesca when her father returned to pick her up.

Francesca thanked her cheerily. At the sight of Candice's cascading hair which was drenched in sweat, Francesca crouched down to braid the little girl's hair and yanked off the ribbon on her own clothes to tie the little girl's hair.