qDanrique fell into silence as he heard that. “It does seem that way,” he murmured, his brows creasing.

“Then...”

“That d*mned woman.”

The man clenched his teeth in rage, but his wound began to hurt just as he was about to say anything more.

“It's fine as long as you're aware of what she's like. Don't be fooled,” Sean remarked with concern. “You've never dated anyone before, after all, so it's possible you might fall for her schemes.”

“Kick her out once I've recovered.” Danrique frowned. “Also, get Gordon to keep looking into Francesco's whereabouts.”

“Yes, Sir,” Sean replied with a nod. “I'll get some information from Robin since he's been looking for the same person.”

“Okay,” Danrique answered before slumping into the sofa.

Just then, Robin knocked on the door and entered with a few attendants and a cart full of food.

“Good evening, Mr. Lindberg. It's time for dinner,” said Robin politely. “His Highness has specifically hired a Chanaean chef to prepare you your favorite dishes.”

“Thank you.” Sean hastily welcomed them.

much of an appetite, Danrique greeted Robin casually

feeling well, I'll

to Sean briefly before getting ready

with the concoction she had made, and

thought nothing of their encounter. Robin, on the other hand, stared at

nodded at him before making her way

Sean was about to follow her, Robin

“What is it?”

curiosity. “I first thought she was a young man, but now

“You just asked me so many questions at a time. Where should I begin? Anyway, why do you seem so

a lot like someone I know...” Robin trailed

“Who?”

Robin paused briefly. “Like the daughter

“Oh.”

there!” Robin pestered. “Answer

I guess she's wearing a mask because she doesn't want anyone to see what her face looks like now. We don't know her

fell, as though he was pondering

relative's last

up any

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