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Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort novel Chapter 1860

Chapter 1860 Flattery

“How should I address you then?” Donald turned to ask Francesca casually.

“I…” the latter was at a loss for words.

Danrique introduced her right away, “You can address her as Ms. Cece. After she fully recovers, I’ll start preparing for our wedding. I’ll notify everyone again after the date is set.”

Francesca was thunderstruck. What? Am I hearing things? Did he just mention about our wedding? Even though we’d known each other during our teenage days, we’d not met each other for ages! Now that we’ve only reunited for barely a few days, he’s already thinking of marrying me? My goodness! Has he gone nuts?

Donald smiled jubilantly. “What great news! Congratulations!”

Next, he turned toward Eva. “Eva, congratulate Mr. Lindberg now!”

“Ah!” The latter was momentarily stunned before she finally forced a tight-lipped smile. “Mr. Lindberg, congratulations!”

“Thank you! Let’s dig in,” Danrique replied indifferently.

Shortly after, the few of them chatted jovially while enjoying their meals. Donald asked Francesca affably, “Ms. Cece, you’re from Zarain, aren’t you?”

“Ah! Yes,” Francesca, who was cutting the steak, replied courteously.

In the meantime, she could not help feeling awkward and could barely wait for the session to end.

“What do your parents do?” Donald asked again.

Paying no heed to his question, Francesca told Danrique, “I’m done. Enjoy your meal.”

The next moment, she stood up and was about to leave.

The moment Danrique made a gesture, Norah moved forward to help Francesca up toward the stairs.

“Mr. Lindberg…” Eva lifted her wineglass, thinking of clinking glasses with Danrique. However, she somehow accidentally splashed the glass of red wine onto herself. Startled, she yelped and stood up hastily.

Donald frowned and reprimanded, “What’s the matter with you? Why’re you so careless?”

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