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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?”

began to feel insecure. She was always stuck in

always thinking of her. She suddenly felt

all. Just dress comfortably.” “My woman should

was still not assured. “Will I become an

out the eyes of those who think that you're an eyesore,” Danrique growled. “Besides, my reputation is the one at stake. What's it

a fierce kiss, who held

couple

that moment, they felt that they would be

the presidential palace. A bodyguard marched over to open the door for

lavishly dressed people rushed over before freezing in surprise at the

“Good evening!” Francesca smiled.

everybody before her. They were all from the three

“Er...”

froze in shock when

very calm. He beamed and took the initiative to greet her as if

no see,” Francesca