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q“Then why didn't you say no?”

It was beginning to dawn upon Francesca that she had made a mistake. If I knew we were attending the president's banquet, I would have asked Danrique before giving Monica an answer.

Though ignorant of most social norms, she understood what it meant not to put Danrique in trouble.

Danrique pinched her cheek. “Since you've already promised her, you would no longer have authority at home if I overruled your decision. Even if you made the wrong call, I must respect it since you've made up your mind. I'll help you clean up the mess if things do not go as planned.”

“Oh, Danrique...”

Those words touched Francesca. She had never once thought that Danrique could be so sensitive, responsible, and thoughtful.

“There's no need to place your safety in somebody else's hands.” Danrique caressed her head. “Aside from protecting yourself, I should be the only person you could trust wholly.”

“Hmm.” Francesca nodded solemnly, feeling very moved.

Danrique did not say anything else. He reached out to pull her into his embrace and kiss her tenderly on the forehead.

“Is my outfit today too simple? They said I looked too plain without accessories. Will it embarrass you?”

insecure. She was always stuck in her ways

always thinking

“My woman should never accommodate others. You just need to do what suits

was still not

that you're an eyesore,” Danrique growled. “Besides, my reputation is the one at stake. What's it to them even

Danrique a fierce kiss, who held the back of her head and reciprocated in

couple

that

A bodyguard marched over to

rushed over before

“Good evening!” Francesca smiled.

before her. They were all from the three great families. Donald

“Er...”

Kevin froze in shock when they saw

to greet her as if

no see,” Francesca responded