Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 1882 I Would Like A Glimpse Too

“Mr. Lindberg!”

A bunch of people dressed to the nines walked toward Danrique and greeted him in Erihalean.

Francesca hadn’t known a lick of Erihalean when she first came, so all she had picked up were a couple of phrases from living in the castle for the past few days.

By the sound of it, she realized that these were the right-hand men of the Harrington, Yarrow, and Atkinson families.

They were still treating him with a lot of respect and Francesca couldn’t really tell that anything was up.

Feuds between families were always complicated, though, and Francesca couldn’t be bothered to think about it.

She wouldn’t have had to think about it if she hadn’t sensed that they kept glancing over at her, as if trying to figure out where she came from.

Danrique didn’t introduce her to them, and they didn’t ask either. They simply continued chatting until they reached the palace.

The palace was practically shimmering with gold and bright lights. The opalescent diamond chandeliers glittered and the music flowed gently among the large hall. It created an elegant, romantic atmosphere along with the soft chatter from the well-dressed guests.

quite the

Danrique walked into the hall with Francesca,

middle-aged men walked over and greeted

managed to catch that they

friendly, as if they were a pair of uncles who were proud of their successful

shoulder and said, “This is my fiancée,

“Fiancée?”

extremely shocked

of them were busy picking out suitable candidates

of a casual voice and saw a tall, handsome

looked to be about thirty to forty years old and his eyes were extremely deep-set. His features were chiseled like that of a Roman bust and he had a dangerous aura radiating from his gaze despite the fake smile on his

as he

back with a raised eyebrow, looking for all

she had already seen a countless number of carnivorous beasts in the wild.

even afraid of Danrique, so she

were planning to announce it soon. What’s the

closer to his embrace as he spoke and stared at the other man coldly.

little girlfriend, Danrique?” Harrier finally looked away from Francesca and at Danrique instead.