Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 2150 The Dinner

“Mr. President, you don’t have to come out to greet me personally!” Danrique shook hands with the president.

“Of course, I have to! You’re here to attend the dinner. As the host, I should come to greet you in person!” The president laughed and turned his attention to Francesca. “Who is this beautiful lady?”

“She’s my fiancée, Cece.” Danrique had never disclosed Francesca’s actual name to outsiders as he did not want to reveal her identity as Francesco. Hence, he had been calling her “Cece” in front of others.

“Fiancée?” The president took a glance at Hazel and quickly resumed his smile. “Oh, Danrique! You have a fiancée! Congratulations!”

The conversation sounded familiar to Francesca. It reminded her of her first visit to Frank’s residence to attend a banquet. At the banquet, Frank seemed to have said the same thing.

Everyone was shocked too when they saw her.

“Yes, for a long time!” Danrique put his arm around Francesca and said generously, “She was the one who came back to save me in a car full of bombs at Frank’s residence last time!”

“Oh, I see!” The president was shocked and looked at Francesca with admiration. “I’ve heard about that incident. Ms. Cece is indeed a hero!”

flattered me,” replied Francesca with a polite

savior!” The president looked very excited. “If it was not for your heroic actions that day, we

“That’s right!”

took the lead, everyone

very different, but I didn’t expect her to be

her. She’s blushing now. Hahaha!” Danrique

laughed. “Come on. Let’s go chat inside the

and walked side by side with Danrique. They chatted as they

followed closely, with

lady had prepared a premium dinner for them. She greeted everyone enthusiastically and arrange for the ladies

the other side, chatting. Hazel, being the head of the Atkinson family, also sat among the

Francesca to the first lady when they came in just now. Therefore, the first lady treated her

Francesca’s attention was all on Danrique. She saw that Danrique sat on the sofa gracefully with his legs crossed. There was a glass of wine in his hand. He was shaking the glass lightly

as though they