Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

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q“Abandoned wife?”

Francesca couldn't help but chuckle when she heard the unfamiliar phrase.

“In this world, all kinds of relationships are based on equal exchange, including love. Now, you used your young and

charming appearance in exchange for Danrique's love for you, but all this will expire one day. Once you begin to

decline, everything will change, and there's no way you'd still get to enjoy his love. If I were you, I could at least get

along with him peacefully due to my family background. But as for you, you'd end up getting abandoned since you

do not have any backing. Perhaps you'd die, or perhaps you'd be put in jail and live a life worse than death. It's also

possible that you'd be given as a gift to some other man...”

“Are you done?” Annoyed, Francesca interrupted her, “I thought you've chosen Mr. Adams as your man. Why do

you still concern yourself with our relationship?”

“It's not too late if you choose to back out now. Or else—” Hazel put her wine glass down and closed in on

Francesca, attempting to threaten her.

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However, before she could finish her sentence, the sound of knocking on the door interrupted her. Then, Gerard's

voice came from outside. “Hazel, please come out.”

Hazel shot Francesca a cold glare before getting up to head out.

When Hazel opened the door, Francesca caught a glimpse of Gerard standing outside while wearing a grim

expression. Moreover, he was staring at Hazel with a stern look in his eyes.

Francesca had a rough understanding of what was going on. Gerard wanted Hazel to marry Frank, but Hazel was

still in love with Danrique, which led her to pressure Francesca into giving up.

Noticing what his daughter had in mind, Gerard came in time to stop her.

Francesca was pretty sure that was the case.

As for the reason that Gerard sent someone to kidnap her previously was probably to create an opportunity for his

daughter to pursue Danrique. Frank hadn't offered them an olive branch at that time, after all.

They placed their focus on Danrique, thinking that once Francesca was out of the picture, Hazel would be able to

marry the man.

If that was true, Gerard might also be the one who sent someone to knock Francesca and Eva unconscious during

the banquet last time.

Does Danrique know about all this?

Just as Francesca was mulling over her thoughts, there was once again a knock on the door. Someone had brought

gowns over for Francesca to choose from.

Francesca randomly chose one and was about to send them away when one of the maids asked her with a strange

voice, “Miss, would you like me to help you change into the gown?”

Francesca lifted her eyes to glance at the maid and reacted almost immediately. “Okay. You can stay. The others

may leave.”

“Noted.”

The other maids heeded her words and left the room.

The maid locked the door and said to Francesca in a strained voice, “It's me!”

“I know.” Francesca sized Layla up before teasing her, “Ms. Layla, it's amazing that you don't look weird at all when

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disguised as a young maid in her thirties.”

“Why of course. I'm pretty by nature.”

Layla twisted her hips and posed complacently, obviously pleased with herself.

“How did you get in? There are a lot of rules and regulations here, and it's so heavily guarded...” Francesca asked

curiously.

“I just happen to have an idea.” Layla walked toward the window and observed the situation outside. “Francesca,

I've found a way to get you out of here. Just say the word, and I'll bring you out.”

“H-How are you going to get me out?”

Francesca felt inexplicably uneasy at that moment, causing her to stutter nervously.

“One of the noblewomen had an asthma attack just now due to something she ate. The castle's private doctor

examined her condition just now, and she needs to be sent to the hospital. The ambulance should be here any

minute, so we could disguise as paramedics and blend in to hop onto the ambulance,” explained Layla.

She then continued in a hushed voice, “The point is, have you thought it through? Do you want to leave or not?”

“I...” Francesca was a little hesitant.

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