My Fabulous Girl Boss

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

with Francesca, everyone turned to look and bowed

men walked over and greeted

understand, but she managed to catch that they were the heads of the Yarrow and Atkinson

and friendly, as if they were a pair

around her shoulder and

“Fiancée?”

Atkinson families were both extremely shocked and their expressions became

picking out suitable candidates

sound of a casual voice and saw a tall,

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

as he looked Francesca up

slightest. On the contrary, she stared back with a raised eyebrow,

carnivorous beasts in the wild. Why would she be afraid

wasn’t even afraid of Danrique, so she certainly wouldn’t be afraid of

to announce it

he spoke and stared at the other

your little girlfriend, Danrique?” Harrier finally looked away from Francesca and at Danrique instead. “She’s pretty