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.

moment Danrique walked into the hall with Francesca, everyone turned to

over and greeted

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

as humble as the right-hand men from before, but they were enthusiastic and friendly, as if they were a pair of uncles who were

arm around her shoulder and said, “This is

“Fiancée?”

Atkinson families were both extremely

out suitable candidates for you. To

sound of a casual voice and

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

fake smile remained as he looked

scared in the slightest. On the contrary, she stared back with a raised eyebrow, looking for all

she had already seen a countless number of carnivorous beasts

wasn't even afraid of Danrique, so she certainly wouldn't be afraid

announce it soon. What's the rush,

he spoke and stared

looked away from Francesca and at

Danrique frowned.