Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 2308 The Final Negotiation

After hearing his subordinates’ analysis and suggestions, the president decided to stop going against Danrique and minimize his losses. Immediately, he brought his men and went to the Lindberg residence to negotiate with Danrique.

Danrique had just reapplied his medication and was wearing his clothes when his subordinate rushed in. “Mr. Lindberg, the president is here!”

Danrique was not at all surprised as if everything was within his expectations. He did not show any reaction and slowly buttoned his shirt.

Sean walked toward the window and glanced outside. “One car. He only brought three men. I guess he’s quite sincere.”

Logically, the president would fear death when meeting his arch-enemy, so he should have brought a lot of men. However, he didn’t do that as he knew it would be a sign of provocation.

Only by coming alone to call for reconciliation would he seem sincere. Danrique made no reply and sat down again to drink his medicine after wearing his clothes.

“Mr. Lindberg, you haven’t eaten yet. You shouldn’t eat your medicine on an empty stomach. Eat the medicine after having something to eat,” Norah hurriedly said.

“Oh, right.” Danrique put down his medicine. “Prepare lunch, then.” “Okay, I’ll go now.”

for Danrique to have an appetite, Norah was exuberant when she heard his words and quickly dashed downstairs, ordering

sipping coffee. Sean, standing aside, asked softly, “The

the president out of respect, but as he

they needed to negotiate, he couldn’t just

Danrique replied, “Go.”

Sir.” Sean hurriedly prepared to go to welcome the president when Danrique suddenly added,

Mr. Lindberg is going to keep the president waiting. I guess he will only meet the president after he finishes lunch, so

you, Mr. Lindberg,” Sean replied with a wry smile before hurrying

it would seem that he had already known Danrique would be giving the president a hard

cold with the president. The latter would feel better about it, and the

two hours eating his

and although the president had been waiting inside the

by the door without a jacket. Although he had the tenacity of a soldier and looked fine, his face was starting to

out to inform them that Danrique

Sean’s legs were already stiff, and gritting his teeth, he punched them to