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—”

a while before telling him the 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 to

bewildered. “Do you

them, then,” Francesca uttered. “I'm

met again in a

was running thin. “I'm not getting married, okay? You should find

married now, but I think that'll change.” Danrique was unwilling to give up. “Now, we'll focus on getting you

“I—”

something, but she was interrupted by a knock on the door. The subordinates said, “Mr. Lindberg, supper is

“Come in,” Danrique uttered.

a chef and a few waiters were seen pushing

bowing at Danrique politely, they laid out all the sumptuous food on the dining

lay out all the

when she saw the whole table of dishes. I just wanted a few quick bites! Is he crazy? What did he do

the others with a

eat first? I'll feed you.” Danrique pointed at the dishes