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.

with Francesca, everyone turned to

over and greeted Danrique

to catch that they were the heads

weren't as humble as the right-hand men from before, but they were enthusiastic and friendly, as if they were a pair of

placed an arm around her shoulder and said,

“Fiancée?”

Atkinson families were both extremely shocked and

The two of them were busy picking out suitable candidates for

at the sound of a casual voice and saw a

and his eyes were extremely deep-set. His features were chiseled like that of a Roman bust and

as he looked Francesca

she stared back with a raised eyebrow, looking for all the world as if

countless number of carnivorous beasts in the wild. Why would she be afraid

Danrique, so

were planning to announce it soon. What's

brought Francesca in closer to his embrace as he spoke

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

Danrique frowned.