Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 2189 Protective

“I’m glad you like it. I asked my men to prepare it a long time ago. Please bring these back too.” The way Federico was all smiles made him seem as if he was a friendly and kind man.

“You have my thanks.” Danrique nodded, smiling. Sean then stepped forward to receive the box of black tea with a bow. “I’ve brought a gift for Your Majesty too,” Danrique said, gesturing to Sean.

After Sean passed the box to Mylo, he handed a fancy gift box to Silas, who was beside the king. When Silas opened it and took a peek, his brows raised, and he quickly whispered something to Federico.

Federico’s slight furrow of his brows relaxed, and he burst into laughter. “Hahaha! Mr. Lindberg, you’re too kind.”

“It’s nothing, Your Majesty.” Danrique curled his lips. “I’ve been friends with William for many years. In fact, you’ll be akin to my grandfather, so please just call me by my name.” “Sure, Danrique.”

The king was delighted, for his eyes were even crescents from beaming. Francesca stared at the box as frustration bloomed like a flower in her chest.

What did Danrique give to make Federico as happy as this? If I knew that he was going to lose so much on this trip, I wouldn’t have let him come. I’d rather risk my life to get out of here than let him shower the king with money and gifts… That’s so much money… My heart aches.

Mr. President? It’s been a while since I’ve seen him. The last I saw him, he looked as healthy

pretty good. He has asked me to convey

talked about visiting Xendale, but alas, I’m old and no longer as sturdy as I used

Your Majesty. The spaces within

was there a few years ago. The way the snow fluttered toward the ground

a beautiful land as well. I was fortunate to have witnessed the magnificent night view on the

more. I’ve already

“Thank you, Your Majesty.”

polite small talk that Francesca did not pay attention to at all. Her eyes were fixed on the gift box, wondering

with William. When I saw the intimate way they interacted with each other, I thought

to Francesca, and he even seemed like he was deliberately trying to create

and subconsciously glanced