Her Mysterious Mogul Hubby (Charlotte and Zachary)

Chapter 2188

Gordon usually stood on the sidelines, but the moment he was on the field, he would either maim or

kill.

What he had done this time was break Charlie's hand. With a loud crack of bones shattering, Charlie

fell to the ground and screamed in pain.

Everyone was frightened out of their wits, including Silas, Monica, and the others.

The princes, too, had their eyes wide in disbelief.

Is this real? Did Danrique just hurt a prince in Danontand's palace? How can he be such an arrogant

lunatic?

When the guards outside heard Charlie's shouts of pain, they darted inside with guns.

One of the princes pointed at Gordon and roared, “How dare you do this? Take him down!”

Gordon narrowed his eyes in response and began inching toward the prince who spoke.

Startled, the prince quickly retreated.

“Stand down,” Federico coldly ordered.

“Your Majesty, he—”

“Shut up!” Federico gave them no chance to speak as he turned back to Danrique with a smile. “Mr.

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“No,” Danrique answered. “Still, for Your Majesty's sake, I'll stop here for now.”

Danrique made it sound as if he was upset and forced to make such a decision.

Although the smile on Federico's face remained, his eyes darkened. “Charlie is young and foolish. It's

nothing unusual for one older in life to teach him a lesson.”

“Of course.” A small smile grew on Danrique's face. “Your Majesty, your kind heart stops you from

giving him a lesson, so I'll have to play the villain.”

“Hahaha!” Federico laughed boisterously. “Men, bring Charlie to the medics.”

“Understood!” Silas hastily instructed his men to bring Charlie away.

The remaining princes began shifting nervously at the side as they looked at Danrique in fear.

They could not fathom why Danrique could have such a conceited demeanor despite being on their

territory, nor why their king was so cautious around him.

Monica stood transfixed in her spot. She had long heard rumors about how the devil Danrique was a

haughty and cruel man.

Now, she had finally witnessed him in action with her own two eyes.

“Mr. Lindberg, you've traveled far, so you must be tired,” Federico politely stated. “Please take a seat

first. I've prepared the best wine.”

“Thank you, Your Majesty.” Danrique then wrapped his arm around Francesca and led her to the seats.

Francesca finally recomposed herself, but her heart was still thumping loudly as she leaned toward

Danrique's ear and murmured, “Why are you acting so snobbishly? Aren't you afraid you won't leave

this place alive?”

“No,” Danrique told her. “I have Erihal backing me up.”

Monica's eyes widened in realization upon hearing that. Right, he's not only representing himself; he's

representing Lindberg Corporation and Erihal as well.

Not everyone dared to cross a mighty country like Erihal.

However, Francesca only felt more worried when she heard Danrique's words. Her nosiness had

involved Danrique, and now, Erihal as well.

Things were getting more and more complicated.

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“Thank you.”

Federico sat in the main seat as Silas and the other princes stood behind him.

Meanwhile, Danrique led Francesca to sit opposite the king. After taking a cup of black tea from the

maid, he sipped on it and said, “Yes, this tea is good.”