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q“What?” Francesca still did not understand what he meant. “Do you have nothing else to ask me?”

“No.” Danrique shook his head. “All right, let's eat then.”

“Wait!” Francesca hurriedly stopped him. “Didn't you say that you have something to tell me just now?”

“What I wanted to say was...” Danrique held her chin and gazed into her eyes. “Let's get married!”

Francesca froze and blurted out, “What? When?”

“As soon as possible,” Danrique muttered as he brushed his thumb across her lips. “I want to marry you. What about you? Do you want to marry me?”

“Of course,” came her instant reply.

A pleased smile grew on Danrique's lips. Then, he held the back of her head and kissed her passionately.

Francesca, who was sitting on his lap, cupped his face and enthusiastically responded to his kiss.

in the middle of their fiery kissing, someone knocked on

no choice but to let Francesca go. As he wiped the stain on her lips, he

nodded obediently before watching him

behind him did she recall that she had yet to plead with him about William's matter. He had

ends up taking control of the situation and making me forget about important matters. Well, he's busy right now, so I can't disturb him. I should

seeing the delectable dishes on the table, she could not help

rang again. It was from Monica. Hastily, she picked up the call and put it on speakers. “Hey,

you in the

“No, I'm just eating.”

Is it convenient for

Francesca said, knowing what Monica

I still can't reach him. Robin isn't picking up my calls either. I've asked my colleagues to look into the

him into this,” Francesca whispered in regret. She had lost

Lindberg. Can you please ask for his help?” Monica pleaded anxiously. “It'll be easy for Mr. Lindberg to rescue His Highness, and it won't come

Francesca promptly consoled. “Calm down. I'll make the arrangements, so just be at ease and make

good news. Please feel free to come to me if