Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 2327

Danrique gently hugged her and tenderly kissed her forehead, really wishing he could hold her like this forever and never part.

The small body of Francesca also seemed to feel his warmth and burrowed into his arms, her small face brushing against his neck and rubbing his skin, bringing a sore, soft and tingling sensation. This shallow tease had already made his body agitated and he wanted to eat Francesca right away but he held back.

He knew that she was too tired and worn out for him to touch her now.

Although he could already hate to rub her in his heart and eat her, he had to hold back.

This night, Francesca slept well, from just after 8:00 in the evening until 1 o'clock the next day when she woke up, opening her eyes in a daze and muttering under her breath, “Hungry~~"

"Hungry? I'll have someone prepare food right away.”

Danrique immediately informed Norah to prepare food and send it up, and then went to the bathroom to put on the bath water.

Francesca was confused for a while longer, got up and washed up, then went back to the small living room in the bedroom to eat.

The whole process was skilful and natural.

It was as if she had never left, as if she had always been the mistress of this room, as if it was all so natural.

Danrique sat on the sofa at one side, holding his black coffee and looking at her tenderly. Francesca ate seriously, as if she was doing something very important.

She was the same as ever, forever with a big appetite and a permanent respect for food.

Sleeping well and eating well, just like a good baby.

“Have you seen enough?” Francesca asked suddenly.

Danrique was stunned for a moment and lifted the corners of his lips, “Not enough to see.” "Humph.” Francesca gave him a blank look and said coldly, “Say it, how much does the treatment cost this time.”

“Don’t you want half of my family fortune?” Danrique asked meaningfully.

"Of course ......" Francesca blurted out, and then changed his words, “No!”

“That's not like you.” Danrique snickered, “When did you change your s*x?"

“Money is good, but half of your family fortune will have to be exchanged for your life, so forget it.” Francesca thought of auntie Layla and Uncle Lincoln's death again, and the guilt and guilt in her heart churned again. It was enough to make such a fatal mistake once, not a second time.

“I'm sorry ......" Danrique lowered his head. He really felt guilty about that incident, but he had never been good with words, and didn't know what to say other than those three words.

“I don't want to say it's okay.” Francesca looked up at him, “I saved Charlotte mainly because her father was kind to me, besides, she is your aunt's daughter.”

The latter words, Francesca did not finish, she was also her children’s aunt.

She grew up with no family, she hoped her children would have many people to protect and love in this world in the future, even if she’s no longer around, they would have other family members. “Thank you!" Danrique didn’t seem to know what to say other than this word.

“But ......" Francesca came back with a twist, “A favor is a favor, and not a single penny of medical expenses can be taken away.”

“Uh ......" Danrique froze for a moment and laughed, “This familiar Francesca is back!"

"Half of the family fortune forget it, there is no way I will marry you, and I don't want to get involved in this messy water of your Lindberg family.” Francesca was very earthly and sober, “What shares, fixed assets, I don't want any of them, I want cash.”

“How much do you want, you say.” Danrique was generous.

“I want ......," Francesca said after a careful calculation, “a billion, US dollars!”

“No problem.” Danrique was very quick.

“I'll tell you the account later, and you can transfer it directly to me.” Francesca raised her glass of milk to him, “Thank you boss!"