Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

q“Mr. Lindberg!”

A bunch of people dressed to the nines walked toward Danrique and greeted him in Erihalean.

Francesca hadn't known a lick of Erihalean when she first came, so all she had picked up were a couple of phrases from living in the castle for the past few days.

By the sound of it, she realized that these were the right-hand men of the Harrington, Yarrow, and Atkinson families.

They were still treating him with a lot of respect and Francesca couldn't really tell that anything was up.

Feuds between families were always complicated, though, and Francesca couldn't be bothered to think about it.

She wouldn't have had to think about it if she hadn't sensed that they kept glancing over at her, as if trying to figure out where she came from.

Danrique didn't introduce her to them, and they didn't ask either. They simply continued chatting until they reached the palace.

The palace was practically shimmering with gold and bright lights. The opalescent diamond chandeliers glittered and the music flowed gently among the large hall. It created an elegant, romantic atmosphere along with the soft chatter from the well-dressed guests.

It was quite the grand sight.

hall with Francesca, everyone turned to look and bowed at

men walked over and greeted

understand, but she managed to catch that they were the heads of the Yarrow and

friendly, as if they were a pair of uncles who were proud

an arm around her shoulder and said,

“Fiancée?”

were both extremely shocked and

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of a

to be about thirty to forty years old and his eyes were extremely deep-set. His features were chiseled like that of a Roman bust and he had a dangerous aura radiating from his gaze despite

smile remained as he looked Francesca up and

the contrary, she stared back with a raised eyebrow, looking

seen a countless number of carnivorous beasts in the wild. Why would she be afraid of any human

afraid of Danrique, so she certainly wouldn't be

were planning to announce it

his embrace as he spoke and stared at the other man coldly.

did you find your little girlfriend, Danrique?” Harrier finally looked away from Francesca and at Danrique

Danrique frowned.