Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

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Chapter 2232

“Maybe she didn't want the crowd in the hall to overhear her talking earlier,” Francesca

postulated. “Especially when Monica was around. It seems that the first lady doesn't quite

like Monica.”

Layla weighed up Francesca's reasoning and instantly acknowledged it, for the former,

too, wasn't that fond of Monica herself. From her perspective, Monica had always been

acting shady, seemingly shrewd and cunning to the core.

Yet, she knew very well that Monica was merely working for William. Even if William had

been harboring any sort of ulterior motive, he would still have to take Francesca's side for

the time being.

After all, both Francesca and Danrique could offer him the protection that he needed.

“Danrique has already been missing for so long. I'm really worried,” uttered Francesca

with concern. “I'm not going to give up any chance, so even if it were a trap, I'd still go

check it out.”

“All right, then. I'll go with you,” said Layla as she held Francesca's hand.

The latter shook her head. “No. I can handle it alone. You guard the house. Considering

that we don't have as many bodyguards with us, I'm afraid those two sc*mbags might

send someone to steal the seal.”

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“True enough.” Layla bobbed her head upon hearing that. “Sloan and the rest won't be

able to manage on their own. And if those two were to really come after the seal, it'd be a

disaster...”

“But with you around, there's nothing more for me to worry about.”

Just when Francesca was speaking, a call came through. It was William, requesting her

presence. She then ordered someone to fetch her the medical kit and went on her way.

For the past few days, Francesca had been busy dealing with the horde of her enemies

while having all her thoughts fixated on Danrique. She was understandably moody and

preoccupied with troubles, thus failing to treat William wholeheartedly.

During the visit on that very night, she gave William a check-up right away. Given that

William had been on his medication, his injuries weren't affected, but at the same time,

there weren't any improvements either.

Thus, Francesca performed the treatment and even prescribed him a new course of

medicine.

Looking at Francesca's haggard appearance, William knew he had to offer some kind of

comfort. “Don't worry, Francesca. L will be fine...”

“Everyone keeps telling me that, but how can I not worry when he has gone completely

radio silent, to the point where not even Gordon can locate him?” The worried look on

Francesca's face didn't abate.

“Actually, have you ever thought about—”

William's voice trailed off just when words began to leap out of his mouth.

“Thought about what?” questioned Francesca curiously.

“O-Oh, it's nothing,” William blurted out, abruptly changing the topic. “Anyway, you

shouldn't act alone while L isn't by your side. If you really have to go out there, take

Monica with you.”

“Yes, that's right! I can tag along any time,” Monica hastily chimed in. “By the way, what

did the first lady talk to you about a minute ago? I only realized that she was still speaking

to you after I left.”

“Nothing much.”

Truth be told, Francesca detested the way Monica had been behaving toward her. It felt

like the latter was spying on her round the clock.

Furthermore, since the first lady found Monica distasteful, Francesca would never disclose

to Monica her plan of meeting Gerard together with the first lady.

Needless to say, Monica noticed how Francesca was growing wary of her and immediately

tried to explain herself, “Ms. Felch, have I—”

Unfortunately, she had to swallow her words when she saw William shooting her a

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meaningful glance.

With that, Francesca gave William a few pointers before spinning on her heels and heading

home.

“I'm sure something's up with the first lady,” Monica grumbled. “She didn't say much

when I was around, but when I stepped away to the car, I saw her chatting up a storm with

Ms. Felch. And after seeing how Ms. Felch dodged my question earlier—”

“You're right to think that Francesca doesn't want to tell you more, but have you ever

wondered why that's the case?” retorted William with a frown. “You ought to act more

naturally instead of making her feel like you're spying on her, don't you think?”

Monica straightaway hung her head low in shame. “I suppose.”

“Now that Francesca's obviously keeping you at arm's length, you should take this time to

reflect on yourself. If this continues, she's not going to bring you anywhere she goes,”

fumed William.

“Please forgive me, Your Highness...”

“The situation isn't looking good right now. The Lindberg family is short-staffed, and if

Francesca does meet up with the first lady tomorrow, there's a possibility that she might

end up falling into the other party's trap...”

William's heart was filled with uneasiness as those words escaped from his lips.

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