Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

qFrancesca had no choice but to tell William everything.

“I don't remember anything from seven years ago. Taking the bullet for him this time was a coincidence. It wasn't intentional on my side. He was opinionated and fancied himself into thinking I saved him out of love. With that in mind, he kept insisting that I marry him. I tried to escape several times but failed.”

William's expression turned solemn. “I heard he had a girlfriend who was his first love and been searching for her all these years. I even helped him ask around. I never expected that person to be you.”

“That is not important. We can't take childhood incidents seriously.” Francesca frowned. “But I can't trouble you with this. With his temper, you might have to bear the brunt if you continue to get involved with me.”

“Yeah. Dr. Felch, we can't involve His Highness in this matter-”

“Shut up!” William interrupted Robin and shot a death glare at him. Once Robin got his point, William turned to Francesca and asked, “Is he still unaware of your true identity?”

“I don't know.” Francesca shook her head. “I'm afraid once he knows about it, he'll think I'm making a fool out of him. The matter will escalate by that point. Well, I did keep the issue under wraps back when I was in M Nation.”

“Then does he know about the injury to your head?” William pointed out the obvious. “I suppose you haven't undergone any procedure for it.”

She considered William a close friend, so she told him the truth. “After I left M Nation, I went to S Nation for some business, then I traveled to H City, so the surgery

consequences will be dire.” William offered gravely,

have to leave first and we'll continue the topic after.” The creases on Francesca's forehead deepened. “Won't this matter implicate

just some yelling.” William looked at her with gentleness in his

L and Zachary were voted as the men young women wanted to marry the most. Both of them are young, handsome, rich, and have

with me.” Francesca said with impatience, “I don't want to get married. I don't care who

want to marry him, or you don't want to get married?”

without hesitation, “I have things I want to do. Relationships are too

right. As expected

tugged on the corners

and Norah asked through the door, “Your Highness, I made some tonic for

at Robin

rest for now. Once I've arranged everything, I'll text

“Okay.”