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q“Birthday party?” Francesca sat up straighter in surprise. “Is it Danrique's birthday today?”

“Yes, it is.” Gordon nodded.

“That's weird. Why are other people preparing his birthday celebration instead of his family?” Francesca asked in confusion. “What's that about?”

“Well...” Gordon trailed off as he thought about it for a second. “You're going to become part of the Lindberg family eventually, so I had better let you know about the four great families first.”

“Okay!”

Francesca was already intrigued. She really wanted to know why exactly the Lindberg family would have such immense control along with the other three great families. How could these four families be more influential than the royal family?

Gordon began telling her everything.

“There are four great families: The Harringtons, the Yarrows, the Atkinson, and, of course, the Lindbergs. A hundred years ago, the four families founded the Lindberg Corporation.

“This company really took off and eventually became highly renowned because of the cooperation between the four great families, as well as the skillful management by the Lindberg ancestors.

“However, after Old Lady Lindberg passed away, the Lindberg Corporation higher-ups stopped getting along. Once Mr. Lindberg took over at a young age, the four great families began to split apart.

led by the Lindbergs and constantly plotted how to get a bigger portion of the shares. They wanted to be on the same level as the Lindbergs, and at

banquet. Of course, they wouldn't dare to do anything major, but they certainly didn't have the best intentions. With this in mind, please stick closely to Mr. Lindberg and don't lose sight

asked, now uncomfortable with the prospect of her attending. “What if

how sinister they may seem, all they're after is money. They wouldn't dare get on Mr. Lindberg's bad side, and

her lips. “Danrique is too arrogant sometimes. It's always better

“But-”

okay. I

be bothered to say more. It wasn't as if she was actually going to get married to Danrique. She was simply a last-minute cover-up, so those people probably wouldn't waste too much effort on

didn't say anything

to take a nap.

two female bodyguards reached out to help her, but she was already standing on the ground steadily. Compared to the

“That's quite the crowd.”

of

waiting to greet others by

a few cars approaching. She

long legs stepped out, followed by the most perfect man she had ever