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q“You're right, Grandpa.” William's voice sounded weak over the phone.

“What's wrong? Are you sick? Your voice sounds different,” Federico inquired out of

concern.

William did not speak as he brewed his emotions.

Robin stood aside and watched as William clenched his fists so tightly that his veins

popped out, his eyes bloodshot. He got so anxious that he thought his heart was about to

jump out of his throat.

Holding back tears, William swallowed the lump in his throat. After a long moment of

silence, he choked out through clenched teeth, “I'm just a cripple whose death will not be

missed, but please, Grandpa, protect the eighty-three lives in my house!”

Tears streamed down Robin's face when he heard what William had said.

Whether or not William's emotions were genuine or faked, what he said was true. That

simple sentence held the weight of twenty years' worth of humiliation and grief he had

suffered.

Anyone who knew what had happened would be moved to the core.

Half an hour later, Robin and two servants snuck out from the back of the castle. By then,

Silas had already been waiting for them along with the other men sent by Federico.

Outside the palace, someone witnessed everything. Just as the person was about to strike,

they were stopped by their comrade. “Are you blind? Those people work for His Majesty!”

Inside the castle, William sat by the window, staring at the car as it sped off into the night

until it vanished out of sight. A victorious smile soon formed on his lips.

He knew that the first part of his plan had succeeded.

With Francesca as his trump card, he would win for sure.

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Meanwhile, Francesca returned to her room. The moment she stepped foot inside, she

immediately whipped out her phone to see if she had any new missed calls from Danrique.

To her surprise, there was none.

There was only one missed call from him before she boarded the plane.

Just as she was contemplating whether or not she should return his call, a few maids came

into her room to prepare a milk bath for her.

They also brought her freshly-made dinner. All the dishes on the tray were her favorite.

One glance at the food was enough to let her know that William had cooked it for her

himself.

Just then, her phone began to vibrate. Francesca rushed forward to pick it up but was a

little bit disappointed when she found out it was Anthony on the line.

“Francesca, I've sent you a lot of messages. You didn't reply to any of them. Are you

okay?”

“I've been busy. I've just gotten some time to myself a couple of minutes ago.”

“Good to know you're fine.” Anthony heaved a sigh of relief. “Is Prince William really sick?”

“Duh.” Francesca tutted, displeased at the question.

“He's actually sick?” Anthony was surprised. “Okay then, ignore my question. However, I

do advise that you give your fiancé a clear explanation. Don't cause any

misunderstandings.”

“Did the sun rise from the West today?” Francesca was taken aback. “Since when are you

on Danrique's side?”

“Even though I despise him, I have to admit that he has always been the one to save you

whenever you get into trouble no matter what. Even Chrono and his gang were taken care

of by Danrique.”

Meonwhile, Froncesco returned to her room. The moment she stepped foot inside, she

immediotely whipped out her phone to see if she hod ony new missed colls from Donrique.

To her surprise, there wos none.

There wos only one missed coll from him before she boorded the plone.

Just os she wos contemploting whether or not she should return his coll, o few moids come

into her room to prepore o milk both for her.

They olso brought her freshly-mode dinner. All the dishes on the troy were her fovorite.

One glonce ot the food wos enough to let her know thot Williom hod cooked it for her

himself.

Just then, her phone begon to vibrote. Froncesco rushed forword to pick it up but wos o

little bit disoppointed when she found out it wos Anthony on the line.

“Froncesco, I've sent you o lot of messoges. You didn't reply to ony of them. Are you

okoy?”

“I've been busy. I've just gotten some time to myself o couple of minutes ogo.”

“Good to know you're fine.” Anthony heoved o sigh of relief. “Is Prince Williom reolly sick?”

“Duh.” Froncesco tutted, displeosed ot the question.

“He's octuolly sick?” Anthony wos surprised. “Okoy then, ignore my question. However, I

do odvise thot you give your fioncé o cleor explonotion. Don't couse ony

misunderstondings.”

“Did the sun rise from the West todoy?” Froncesco wos token obock. “Since when ore you

on Donrique's side?”

“Even though I despise him, I hove to odmit thot he hos olwoys been the one to sove you

whenever you get into trouble no motter whot. Even Chrono ond his gong were token core

of by Donrique.”

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Anthony dropped his usual carefree manner and told Francesca seriously, “A man's actions

are enough to tell whether or not he's serious about you. On the contrary, Prince William

had only ever caused more trouble for you. Have you forgotten the time that an explosion

happened on the cruise ship, causing you to almost die? Not to mention the metal pieces

embedded into the back of your brain—”

“That's not his fault.” Francesca was beginning to feel annoyed by Anthony's nagging. “If

there's nothing else, I'll hang up now.”

Anthony sighed. “I knew you wouldn't listen...”

He hung up the phone in exasperation.

Dismissing the maids, Francesca immediately called Danrique.

The phone rang for a long time, but no one picked up. Just as Francesca was starting to

feel puzzled, her call was cut off.

She widened her eyes, dumbfounded by what was going on.

Danrique, that b*stard! How dare he hang up my call?

She immediately dialed his number again. Once again, her call was cut off almost

instantly.

Francesca was livid. She stared at her phone in disbelief, furious that Danrique had the

gall to hang up on her twice in a row.

Fine! Ignore me all you like! What's the big deal?

Switching her phone to silent mode, she tossed her phone aside and went to the bathroom

for the milk bath.

Wrath consumed her mind when she recalled Danrique's attitude. Annoyed, she raised her

hand to rub her face. The mild fragrance of the milk bath calmed her nerves slightly. Just

then, she noticed the tap on top of the bathtub.

Out of the blue, an idea popped into her head.

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