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qOne of the maids replied with a yes subconsciously. Taken aback by her own reflex, the maid toss a timid look at Sean.

With a gesture from Sean, the maids quickly prepared everything and brought in some warm water according to Francesca wishes. They then left with a quick bow.

While the maids busied themselves, Gordon frowned before leaving silently for the living room and took a seat there.

Sean waited till the maids left to have a private word with Francesca. Before long, he too went into the living room to wait.

Unable to help himself, Gordon made a snide remark. “At this rate, she might as well be half the owner of this place.”

Sean cleared his throat a little in response. “She definitely displays such a manner. It's no wonder the maids and medical staff are terrified of her.”

“In other words, she's been spoiled.” Gordon shook his head, displeased. “You tolerate her too much.”

“How is it my fault?” argued Sean, feeling slightly aggrieved. “She's not even afraid of Mr. Lindberg himself. What makes you think I have any say?”

“Speaking of which...” Gordon's frown deepened. “Mr. Lindberg couldn't have fallen for her, could he? Otherwise, why would he be so tolerant of her?”

“I think it's a bit off as well...” Sean turned his gaze upward as he thought out loud. “Mr. Lindberg truly did show her special patience. Even though he's angry, he would always calm down at the most important moment.”

“When it comes to romantic relationships, Mr. Lindberg is way too naïve...” Gordon could not help but feel worried for Danrique. “This is really dangerous. He could easily be fooled. Once he's recovered, we must bring him out to experience the cruel reality of this world...”

“Let's continue this conversation only after he's recovered.”

stood next to the curtains and kept his neck stretched as he tried

Francesca had took Danrique's temperature and tuck him in, she took a seat on the rug next to

had lowered the volume, it could

There they were, worrying their heads

“She, she...”

“Alright, alright.”

Sean quickly interfered. “Just let her play. He had taken his medications and the injection. It is probably

preposterous!” Gordon was on the

himself as much as it was to Gordon. “I'll go in and ask about his condition

“Fine...”

the living room

passed. Gordon immediately urged Sean to

that awaited him upon entering the room left him at a loss

and had fallen asleep leaning against

she was cold, she had pulled a part of Danrique's blanket over

the bed, coincidentally brushing her

surrounding the two seemed a

wanted to scold Francesca for not being professional, but just as he was about

want to wake

to the bedside and used a digital thermometer to

“How is it?”