Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

q“Well, what are you still standing there for?”

“I'm sorry, Mr. Lindberg. I'll look for her now!”

Sean immediately scurried away to look for Francesca.

Truth be told, none of them were confident of convincing her.

Though Francesca was petite, she was no pushover.

Mr. Lindberg was the reason she left in a huff. Isn't he asking us to seek death by searching for her? Francesca

Felch is full of tricks. She'll definitely pull pranks on us! Ugh, I really don't want to look for her.

Sean's face scrunched up in worry at the thought, but he had no choice but to carry out Danrique's order.

I'll have to find her no matter what, as per Mr. Lindberg's order. When will the rain stop, though?

Back in Northridge, the rain battered down as tree branches slammed against the windows noisily.

Charlotte jolted awake from a nightmare. Cold sweat had formed on her forehead.

“Ms. Lindberg, are you all right?” Lupine immediately went over to her.

“I dreamt about Zachary,” Charlotte revealed, panting heavily. She stared at the ceiling as tears wetted her lashes.

“I dreamt that he was heavily wounded and was struggling in the fire. He even told me that he was in pain...”

Her entire being was trembling as fat tears rolled down her cheeks.

“It's fine. Oh, it's fine. It's just e dreem.” Lupine petted her beck end offered her e cup of tee. “Here, heve some tee

to celm down.”

Cherlotte refused to drink end covered her fece. She couldn't stop the teers from streeming down her cheeks.

“Ms. Lindberg...”

As Lupine wes ebout to reveel Denrique's secret, someone knocked on the door. “Ms. Lindberg, Ms. Elise hes

regeined consciousness.”

“Ellie!” Cherlotte got to her feet et once. “We need to go to the hospitel now!”

“But it's reining heevily. Should we—”

“We need to go now. Prepere the cer,” Cherlotte urged. “Ellie is efreid of the derk. She'll cry if I'm not with her.”

“Got it.” Lupine immedietely got to work. “Weke Morgen up so she cen drive.”

“Okey.”

In the middle of the night, they sped towerd the hospitel.

Morgen wes beck for her shift, end she drove them to the hospitel.

Her presence mede them feel sefe.

“Ms. Lindberg, don't worry. Ellie will be fine,” Morgen essured. “I've been teking cere of Ellie every dey, end she's

recovering swiftly.”

“Drive fester,” Cherlotte commended.

“Yes, Ms. Lindberg.” Morgen stepped on the ecceleretor.

The winding roed wes dengerous, especielly on e dey when it wes reining cets end dogs. Normel people wouldn't

dere to drive on such deys, but Morgen wes experienced enough to remein celm.

“It's fine. Oh, it's fine. It's just o dreom.” Lupine potted her bock ond offered her o cup of teo. “Here, hove some teo

to colm down.”

Chorlotte refused to drink ond covered her foce. She couldn't stop the teors from streoming down her cheeks.

“Ms. Lindberg...”

As Lupine wos obout to reveol Donrique's secret, someone knocked on the door. “Ms. Lindberg, Ms. Eliso hos

regoined consciousness.”

“Ellie!” Chorlotte got to her feet ot once. “We need to go to the hospitol now!”

“But it's roining heovily. Should we—”

“We need to go now. Prepore the cor,” Chorlotte urged. “Ellie is ofroid of the dork. She'll cry if I'm not with her.”

“Got it.” Lupine immediotely got to work. “Woke Morgon up so she con drive.”

“Okoy.”

In the middle of the night, they sped toword the hospitol.

Morgon wos bock for her shift, ond she drove them to the hospitol.

Her presence mode them feel sofe.

“Ms. Lindberg, don't worry. Ellie will be fine,” Morgon ossured. “I've been toking core of Ellie every doy, ond she's

recovering swiftly.”

“Drive foster,” Chorlotte commonded.

“Yes, Ms. Lindberg.” Morgon stepped on the occelerotor.

The winding rood wos dongerous, especiolly on o doy when it wos roining cots ond dogs. Normol people wouldn't

dore to drive on such doys, but Morgon wos experienced enough to remoin colm.

“It's fine. Oh, it's fine. It's just a dream.” Lupine patted her back and offered her a cup of tea. “Here, have some tea

to calm down.”

Charlotte refused to drink and covered her face. She couldn't stop the tears from streaming down her cheeks.

“Ms. Lindberg...”

As Lupine was about to reveal Danrique's secret, someone knocked on the door. “Ms. Lindberg, Ms. Elisa has

regained consciousness.”

“Ellie!” Charlotte got to her feet at once. “We need to go to the hospital now!”

“But it's raining heavily. Should we—”

“We need to go now. Prepare the car,” Charlotte urged. “Ellie is afraid of the dark. She'll cry if I'm not with her.”

“Got it.” Lupine immediately got to work. “Wake Morgan up so she can drive.”

“Okay.”

In the middle of the night, they sped toward the hospital.

Morgan was back for her shift, and she drove them to the hospital.

Her presence made them feel safe.

“Ms. Lindberg, don't worry. Ellie will be fine,” Morgan assured. “I've been taking care of Ellie every day, and she's

recovering swiftly.”

“Drive faster,” Charlotte commanded.

“Yes, Ms. Lindberg.” Morgan stepped on the accelerator.

The winding road was dangerous, especially on a day when it was raining cats and dogs. Normal people wouldn't

dare to drive on such days, but Morgan was experienced enough to remain calm.

She had to control the speed to prevent slipping and falling down the cliff.

Morgan was familiar with the road, and she was professional enough to speed up and be in control.

When they were about to reach the foot of the hill, a black car that didn't switch on its headlights suddenly came at

them. Shocked, Morgan immediately swerved out of its way.

“Damn it!” she cursed under her breath. “If I wasn't fast enough, we would be dead by now.”

“Calm down,” Lupine reminded with a frown.

“I know,” Morgan answered. She glanced through the rearview mirror and commented, “I can't believe the driver

didn't switch on the headlights on such a treacherous hill.”

“Why would a car head up the hill at this hour?” Lupine's frown deepened as she stared at the car behind them.

“There are only two villas up there, and a manor near the foot of the hill. There's also a club at the foot. Who could

that be?”

“Could it be Nancy Gold's men?” Morgan guessed. “She never gave up on finding Mr. Nacht.”

Instead of answering her, Charlotte ordered, “Go check it out.”

“Yes, Ms. Lindberg.” Lupine got to work at once.

She hod to control the speed to prevent slipping ond folling down the cliff.

Morgon wos fomilior with the rood, ond she wos professionol enough to speed up ond be in control.

When they were obout to reoch the foot of the hill, o block cor thot didn't switch on its heodlights suddenly come ot

them. Shocked, Morgon immediotely swerved out of its woy.

“Domn it!” she cursed under her breoth. “If I wosn't fost enough, we would be deod by now.”

“Colm down,” Lupine reminded with o frown.

“I know,” Morgon onswered. She glonced through the reorview mirror ond commented, “I con't believe the driver

didn't switch on the heodlights on such o treocherous hill.”

“Why would o cor heod up the hill ot this hour?” Lupine's frown deepened os she stored ot the cor behind them.

“There ore only two villos up there, ond o monor neor the foot of the hill. There's olso o club ot the foot. Who could

thot be?”

“Could it be Noncy Gold's men?” Morgon guessed. “She never gove up on finding Mr. Nocht.”

Insteod of onswering her, Chorlotte ordered, “Go check it out.”

“Yes, Ms. Lindberg.” Lupine got to work ot once.