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qAs the thought of a potential opportunity to escape crossed her mind, Francesca replied to Norah, “Anything's fine with me. You can pick any gown or jewelry.”

“That's great. I'll arrange for a stylist right away.” With that, Norah scurried off to get in touch with other household staff.

Francesca gobbled up the delicious lunch before preparing to take a nap. She mumbled, “I want to sleep for a bit. Wake me up a little later.”

“Sure. I'll wake you up at three. You still need to shower and do makeup and get dressed for the banquet.”

“Hmm.”

Francesca flipped over and hugged a pillow, falling asleep quickly.

Norah shook her head and smiled to herself. She reminded the maids to move around quietly so they would not disturb Francesca.

A short while later, Francesca's phone began vibrating under her pillow. She fumbled for it annoyedly and saw that it was a call from Anthony. She answered it, and he asked, “Where are you, Francesca?”

“What's up?” Francesca growled softly.

“I'm worried about those metal pieces in your brain, so I'm calling to remind you to go for surgery soon. You're a doctor, and you know better than anyone else how serious the situation is. You can't delay it any further.”

Francesca replied flatly, “I know.”

up fully after Anthony's call. Francesca hardly considered the metal pieces a complex

have eyes on the back of her head. Attempting to operate on the back of her

back of her head no longer throbbed in pain over the past two days, though it was more an indication of

the health of her patients, yet she always put

for Anthony's timely reminder, she might have forgotten all about

good long while, prompting Anthony to call

“I know it's urgent. I'll try to get it done as soon

you to Erihal?” Anthony suddenly sounded anxious as he demanded, “Did he lock you up or something? I'll try my best to get

his line of thought and said, “What plan can you think of? I

“But—”

enough. Let's drop

up on him and rubbed

me escape right under his nose? Plus, these banquets are always tightly guarded. I should drop the idea instead of banking on false hope. Still, I could get to know new people at these banquets.

knocked on her room door as Francesca mulled

am. You may come

yawned and crawled

her room with a few maids and stylists, ready

She declared, “Don't trouble yourselves. A simple styling will

“But-”