Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort novel Chapter 2232

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“No, Mrs. President. This is a misunderstanding,” Kevin quickly explained. “There are a few urgent projects at the company that can’t proceed without Danrique’s seal, so we were just thinking about getting it.”

“Yeah. Since Danrique is not around, the two of us have to step up and take charge. We can’t just let things turn into a mess. We can’t move on with these projects without the seal, so we just wanted to retrieve it, but Ms. Felch—”

“I don’t know what’s going on in your company,” the first lady interrupted coldly, “but Danrique told the president and me before he left that Francesca is his fiancée, and she shall be in full command over the house when he is away. Since she refuses to hand over the seal, you all should discuss the issue calmly instead of causing a scene here. This is preposterous!”

“We’re so sorry, Mrs. President. We were too hasty that we let our emotions get the best of us.”

Kevin immediately changed his tone, but Gerard was still disgruntled about the turn of events.

“Why don’t you all go home first and talk about this later? For all we know, we might get news about Danrique in the next two days,” the first lady added before anyone could say another word.

“We…”

Kevin and Gerard exchanged glances and left with their men.

Everyone in the house breathed a sigh of relief, and Norah quickly got the servants to prepare drinks for the first lady while Francesca expressed her gratitude.

“Thank you, Mrs. President.”

“There’s no need for that. We’re in the same boat,” the first lady said gently as she held Francesca’s hand. “You look pale, Francesca. It has only been a few days since I last saw you.”

“I haven’t been sleeping well. Have a seat,” Francesca answered, smiling.

When the first lady was seated, she chatted with Francesca for a bit and presented to her the gifts she had brought. “Anyway, Francesca, do you know what the situation is like for Danrique now? Did he contact you?”

“He’s been unreachable for a while. I couldn’t get to him,” Francesca replied lowly.

“What about Gordon?” the first lady asked.