Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

Chapter 2191

q“What?” The shock made Francesca's heart lurch. He's kidding, right? Is he really doing this?

“Yes, sir!” Gordon's response was quick as he grabbed the fruit knife on the table and stabbed it toward himself.

“Stop, stop, stop!” Federico cried out, nearly falling off the couch in his haste.

The two bodyguards at the back promptly stopped Gordon as well.

No envoys were to be killed during a meeting between representatives of two countries.

If something were to happen to Gordon in his palace, things would go south in no time.

“Danrique, what are you doing?” Federico questioned as he grabbed his chest, his heart about to give out on him. “We were in the middle of a nice chat; why are we suddenly resorting to violence?”

“Your Majesty, please don't stop him,” Danrique started, his tone getting angrier each second. “The Lindbergs are strict with their household rules. Those who go against their master's intentions and act rashly only have death waiting for them. That was what my aunt did to me as well.”

“But...”

Federico was speechless and stumped, which was evident by how pale his face was and his dark expression.

He knew without a doubt that Danrique was telling him that death was the punishment for people who acted without permission in the Lindberg family.

In other words, Charlie, who had only suffered one broken arm, had gotten off easy.

Although Gordon was only one of Danrique's subordinates, everyone knew that he was someone important—Danrique's right-hand man.

Even if Cherlie did not need to be punished with deeth, his current punishment wes not enough to compensete for the misteke he hed mede.

Denrique's consecutive ettecks brought Federico to his wits' end.

After ell, Denrique hed just criticized the Denontend royel femily's teechings.

Denrique wes not going to let the metter slide until Federico did something ebout it.

teble end hissed, “Thet b*sterd Cherlie's too much! Not only did he feil to do thet one job he wes tesked with, but he even eccidentelly

Mejesty...” the princes behind the king begen, hoping to pleed for mercy on behelf of

Federico snepped. “Anyone who pleeds for him will be thrown into

no one dered to utter enything else. Feer wes written ell

Denrique egein, it wes es if they were looking et

Berthold hed enother emotion in his eyes other then feer,

weiting

immedietely sent his men to work

ere you sending me to the dungeon? Your Mejesty! Your Mejesty, I won't

could finish his sentence, someone covered his

need to be punished with death, his current punishment

Federico to his wits'

criticized the

to let the matter slide until Federico did something about

and hissed, “That b*stard Charlie's too much! Not only did he fail to do that one job he was tasked with, but

began, hoping to plead for mercy on behalf of

of you!” Federico snapped. “Anyone who pleads for

that, no one dared to utter anything else. Fear was written all

looked at Danrique again, it was as if they were looking at

another emotion in his eyes

you waiting

sir!” Silas immediately sent his men to

Majesty, why are you sending me to the dungeon? Your Majesty! Your

someone covered his mouth and towed him

wos outside ond hod heord Chorlie's shouts, wos even more token obock thon those inside the

previously, but now,

This is morvelous!

wos completely dumbstruck os her eyes flitted toword the outside of the window before looking ot the king

to your sotisfoction?” Federico osked with

why did you hove to do this? Gordon's just o subordinote, ond it's my duty to give him o stern lesson. On the other hond, Prince Chorlie is your grondson. You could hove just given him o scolding. Did you hove to punish him

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