Chapter 1836
Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort
Chapter 1836 A Regal Demeanor The quiet state of the town was disrupted by the sudden gunshot, and the people on the street let out screams of terror before they began running for cover.
Right then, a group of people darted out of the motel, running after Danrique and his group with guns in their hands.
By then, Francesca was no longer thinking about snatching the necklace. After all, saving her own life took priority in the situation.
The few of them stole a car and tried to drive out of the town, but a few black modified cars soon blocked their way.
Clearly, the other party was determined to capture Danrique.
Nevertheless, Danrique gripped the steering wheel tightly, slammed his foot on the accelerator, and drove straight at them.
One of the cars instinctively dodged Danriqueâs car. With a flawless drift, the carâs left wheels lifted into the air, and Danrique drove them through the gap.
Bang!
The rearview mirror of the car was sent flying, and it was a close shave. They managed to escape the barricade.
Francesca sighed in relief. Just as she was about to speak, Sean suddenly yelled, âOh my god!â
At that, Francesca raised her head to look out of the window. A line of cars had formed a wall in front of them, blocking their escape route.
At the same time, more cars were coming from behind them.
âF*ck, I wouldnât have come back if I knew this was going to happen,â Francesca grumbled.
âAre you regretting it?â
Danrique was still calm and collected as always. After he coldly glanced at the row of cars in front of them, he then looked at his watch.
âExtremely,â Francesca huffed. âI risked my life and came back to you, and you repaid my kindness with cruelty.
Now, youâre getting me involved in your issuesâ¦â
âAnswer me. Why do you want this necklace?â Danrique questioned. âIf you give me a satisfactory answer, Iâll give you another hundred million.â
âThen will you give me the necklace?â Francesca quickly asked.
âNo,â came Danriqueâs reply without any hesitation.
âIs that ordinary necklace that important? Why are you so stubbornly holding onto it?â Francesca was absolutely baffled. âAnswer me. If you give me a satisfactory answer, I wonât keep asking you for it anymore.â
At that, Danrique shot her an icy look and fell silent.
âThe necklace is the keepsake Mr. Lindberg gave to his first love, so itâs very important to him,â Sean blurted out.
He did not think that matter was anything embarrassing.
âHis first love?â
Francesca tensed up, and the image of the scene in her dream appeared in her mind.
Could it be thatâ¦
âDr. Felch, why are you so adamant about getting the necklace?â Sean was equally curious about that as well.
âCould it be that youââ
Bang!
The sound of a gunshot interrupted Seanâs speech.
Then, a tall and large middle-aged man stepped forward from the convoy and spoke in Ustranasion, âMr. Lindberg, letâs talk.â
Danrique glanced at his watch again, and he went down from the car.
âHey, donât get out! Itâs dangerous!â
Francesca tried to stop him, but he was already gone.
Sean, Sloan, and Mylo had gotten down from the car as well to stand behind Danrique. They were all holding up their guns, ready to protect him.
Francesca was at a loss for words as she stared at the group of stubborn men.
What do I do now?
âMr. Lindberg, youâre indeed a man with a regal demeanor!â
The leading middle-aged man did not seem like an assassin. Instead, he seemed more like a businessman. There was no trace of hostility in his eyes when he looked at Danrique; they seemed to shine with approval instead.
âYouâve wasted no bullets in taking down over a hundred members of the Mafia by yourself. Now, to save Prince William, youâve managed to avoid the capture of hundreds of assassins. Youâre truly brave, smart, and loyal.
Impressive!â
âMr. Roth, what are you trying to say?â Danrique flatly asked.
âYou know me?â The middle-aged man was astonished.
âI know the four men behind Pastor like the back of my hand.â Danrique curled his lips. âIf anything happens to me, everything about the four of you will go public. Feel free to make a guess as to what will happen after that.â
Roth paled. âYouâre impressive. No wonder youâre still so composed. Itâs because you have an ace up your sleeve!âq