Chapter 1945


    “Ha!” Danrique snorted. “You''re making it sound like you two are noble beings.”


    “No, we dare not think that way,” Sean exined hastily.


    “Enough.” Danrique interrupted him and ordered, “Prepare a gift for me.”


    “A gift?” Sean''s interest was piqued.


    “Yes.” Danrique pondered over it and added, “The more expensive, the better. It''s for a woman.” “Got


    it.” Sean left to carry out his order.


    When Danrique arrived at Francesca''s room, she was lounging on the sofa and ying a game on her


    tablet.


    The make-up artist was putting the finishing touches on her makeup, and the hairstylist was busy


    getting her hair done. The maids were serving her dinner.


    “There will be food served at the banquet hall,” Danrique remarked as he leaned against the door.


    His affectionate gazended on her.


    “The food served at the banquet hall won''t be filling at all.” Francesca didn''t even bother to lift her head.


    “Besides, I''ll have to act elegantly there; so, it''s morefortable to eat at home.”


    “Mm. Eat up, then.” Danrique was about to leave when Francesca stopped him.


    “Wait a minute,” she called out.


    “What is it?” Danrique halted in his tracks and turned at his shoulder.


    “I want to talk to you.” Francesca met his gaze.


    “Okay!” Danrique was delighted, for this was the first time she had requested to talk to him.


    He made a gesture, and Norah immediately told the make-up artist and stylists to leave the room.


    When they were both left alone, Francesca asked directly, “Why are you bringing me to the banquet


    instead of Hazel Atkinson?”


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    “You''re my fiancee, and she''s not.” Danrique rolled his eyes.


    “But I heard that the banquet is important and will affect the future of Lindberg Corporation. If I show


    up, it might bring trouble to you.” Francesca didn''t bother mincing her words. “Even so, you won''t


    change your mind about me being your partner for the night?”


    “Who told you that?” Danrique raised an eyebrow. “Hazel?”


    “That isn''t important,” Francesca brushed it off.


    She wasn''t someone who liked to tattle on someone else.


    “You shouldn''t be fretting over that.” Danrique joined her on the sofa. “You just have to dress up and


    stay by my side at all times.” “I don''t know the power struggle


    between the influential families well, but I know you went to Epea to grab a share of the market to


    increase your influence and prove yourself. It wouldn’t be worth it to sacrifice all your previous efforts


    just because of me,” Francesca stated solemnly.


    That was the first time she ever had a serious conversation with Danrique. She never wanted to affect


    his future.


    Hearing her words, Danrique shed an alluring smile. He came over to her and sat on the edge of the


    dressing table. Pinching her chin, he forced her to look at him. “Looks like you''ve fallen in love with


    me,” he remarked.


    “Huh?” Francesca''s eyes widened in disbelief.


    What was that? I was talking about hispany, but why did he suddenly change the topic?


    “You''re being considerate about my reputation because you fell in love with me!” Danrique dered.


    He inched nearer and gave her a kiss on the lips.


    “No...” Before Francesca could exin herself, she was interrupted by a knock on the door. “Mr.


    Lindberg, it''s almost time.”


    “I''ll spare you this once.” Danrique licked his lips, obviously unsatisfied by that swift kiss. “I''ll go get


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    “Okay,” Francesca responded. She watched as he left her room with quick strides.