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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?”

to feel insecure. She was always stuck in her ways and had never

always thinking of her.

not mind. “Not at all. Just dress comfortably.” “My woman should never accommodate others. You just need to do

have embarrassed you, then?” Francesca was

that you're an eyesore,” Danrique growled. “Besides, my reputation

fierce kiss, who held

the couple kissed

that

A bodyguard marched over to

of lavishly dressed people rushed over before freezing in surprise at the

“Good evening!” Francesca smiled.

her. They were all from the three great

“Er...”

froze in shock

other hand, was very calm. He beamed and took the initiative to greet her as if they were old friends. “It's been

time no see,” Francesca responded