“I noticed that he has been visiting your room every night, and you never once ed. I thought that

the two of you have already done it.” Chuckling, Layla elucidated, “Since your virginity is still intact, it’s

clear as day that he wants that.”

“How shameless, despicable, and reprehensible of him!” Francesca gritted her teeth and cursed

Danrique out, flying off her handle.

What a vile b*stard! How dare he use such a thing to blackmail me?

“What's there to be mad about?”

Tugging at her, Layla lectured in a low voice, “Let me tell you that when it comes to dealing with men,

you've got tame them with love.”

“W-What?” Francesca couldn’t quite understand that.

“Listen as I teach you slowly.”

Layla closed the room door and sat cross-legged on the sofa before she started educating Francesca

solemnly.

Outside, Danrique had no sooner reached the study room than Gordon came and reported, “Mr.

Lindberg, the private jet for tomorrow has been arranged. However, Mr. Adams' assistant just called

and said there's a banquet tonight. He insisted upon your attendance!”

Just after he had finished saying that, a knock sounded from outside, and a subordinate reported, “Mr.

Lindberg, Donald's car is now outside the castle.”

Danrique frowned, knowing that the man came for no other reason than that matter.

A few days ago, Frank went to Lindberg Corporation to conduct an inspection, but Danrique didn't go

over. Later, Frank took a fancy to Hazel. Logically speaking, it was a considerable threat to Danrique,

and he should take the initiative to contact Frank.

However, he didn't do so.

Right then, Frank hosted a banquet and even specifically requested Danrique’s presence. If he didn't

show up again, that would mean that he wanted to go against the man directly.

The significance of that was great.

Thus, Donald probably knew something about it and promptly came over to advise Danrique.

“That old geezer is really irritating.’

A touch annoyed, Danrique lifted his hand and glanced at his watch.

It’s already four o'clock in the afternoon now. Could it be that Mr. Adams is aware that I'm going to

Zarain, so he hosted a banquet out of the blue to settle everything before I leave?

“Should I allow him entry?” Sean queried softly.

Danrique made a gesture, upon which Sean quickly ordered, “Invite Mr. Donald in.” “Understood.” Mere

moments after Danrique allowed Donald entry, the three prominent families phoned him one after

another. They all said the same thing, convinced that there must be something explosive that Frank

suddenly invited them to a banquet and insisted that Danrique consider the bigger picture by attending

the banquet.

Danrique was irked to hear that, but he also knew that he really had to go this time.

After hanging up the phone, he turned his gaze to the gold invitation Frank had someone deliver over. It

read: Please attend with a female companion, Mr. Lindberg.

Attend with a female companion...

“Mr. Lindberg-”

“Go!” Danrique's brows knitted together, for he was already rather chagrined.

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Meanwhile, Donald hurriedly entered the castle downstairs with Hazel behind him.

As soon as the two of them came in, they demanded frantically, “Where's

Mr. Lindberg?”

“He's in his study room on the second floor.”