Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

q“Mr. Adams!” Danrique shook hands with the man and introduced Francesca, who was standing next to him. “She's Cece, my fiancée.”

Frank wasn't surprised to hear that at all. Instead, he teased playfully, “Your fiancée is pretty! We've been worried about your future, but it looks like you've already found yourself a significant other.”

“Sorry. I should've told you guys sooner.” Danrique smiled.

“Haha. I'm slightly older than you, so I'm like your big brother. You know, I love to worry about my younger siblings.” Frank patted Danrique on the shoulder intimately like they were truly blood brothers.

Danrique lifted the corners of his lips and flashed a polite smile.

“Welcome, Cece!”

Frank stretched out his hand toward Francesca, who shook his hand while observing it, making sure there was no wound on it.

“Everyone, please.”

Frank welcomed everyone into the castle.

There were colorful lights and romantic music playing in the castle.

were dressed in formal outfits were chatting quietly with each other. Upon seeing Frank enter with Danrique and the members

usually disliked attending banquets like this, was especially cooperative that day. He greeted each and every

uneasy. She never intended to marry Danrique, but the

people think of me as Danrique's fiancée when they see me in the

“Mr. Lindberg!”

were running wild,

saw Hazel strolling over in a

and coupled with the gown she was

placed her hand in his without hesitation. The two of them didn't look

a lot older than Hazel. He doesn't look handsome, too. In terms of appearance, Hazel is way out of Frank's league. It's okay if Hazel admires his

were like quicksand. When a person's ambitions

greeted

waiting for your arrival. You're

smiled at Danrique and greeted

“Good evening!”

hostility. Not even her elegant smile could hide

to the back hall to get some rest. I'll have a chat with Danrique,” said Frank while holding Hazel's shoulder