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 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

be dire.” William offered gravely, “I'll think of a way for you to leave, then ask Helen to do the procedure for

first and we'll continue the topic after.” The creases on Francesca's forehead deepened. “Won't this matter implicate you? Once Danrique

do anything to me. Perhaps just some yelling.” William looked at her with gentleness in his eyes. “The important thing is, are you sure you don't want to

marry the most. Both of them are young, handsome, rich,

said with impatience, “I

to marry him, or

to get married.” Francesca answered without hesitation, “I have things I want to do. Relationships are

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on the corners

door, and Norah asked through the door, “Your

a glance at Robin to

now. Once I've

“Okay.”