Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

q“Go ahead.” Francesca turned toward him.

“Why do you not want to acknowledge me?” Danrique asked directly. “Back then, you knew I was looking for you in M Nation. Why did you keep hiding your identity?”

“I've suffered an injury to my head back then, and I've lost my memory,” Francesca answered truthfully. “I didn't know I was the person you were looking for.”

“Since you don't remember, then why did you want to find that necklace so badly?”

“Well...” Francesca didn't want to tell him the necklace was the key to her safe. “That necklace is very important to me.”

Danrique was thrilled when he heard that. Since she cares about the necklace so much, that means she cares about me, too.

“What else do you want to know?” Francesca asked.

“After you've arrived in Xendale, why did you not want to reveal your identity?”

“I didn't dare to tell you because I was afraid that you might think I've lied to you in M Nation. Besides—”

bleak reality. “I'll never marry you, so sooner or later, I'm going to escape. If you were to find out about my real identity, I'll never be able

“Do you know how many women in the

uttered. “I'm not the right woman for

not?” Danrique was getting anxious. “We're each other's first crush, no? Now that we've met again in a foreign land, don't you think this is fate? How

a lot of times before.” Francesca's patience was running

unwilling to give up. “Now, we'll focus on getting you well first. We'll talk about the

“I—”

interrupted by a knock on the door. The subordinates said, “Mr. Lindberg,

“Come in,” Danrique uttered.

opened the door. Behind them, a chef and a few waiters were seen pushing two carts

laid out

lay out all the luxurious dishes on a rectangular dining table

wanted a

dismissed the others

you like to eat first? I'll feed