Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

q“Mr. Lindberg will keep her safe. Erihal is his territory, and those around him are highly-trained elites. No one will be able to cause Ms. Felch any harm. Your Highness, I suggest we just attend their wedding and avoid getting ourselves involved any further,” Robin replied.

William fell silent for a while before saying in a deep voice, “I won't interfere as long as Francesca is all right. If anything happens to her, I will take her away.”

Robin let out a deep sigh and didn't dare say anything further.

There's no changing Prince William's mind once he decides on something... I just hope that Mr. Lindberg and Ms. Felch's wedding will go smoothly. If it doesn't, I hope she'll at least be able to leave on her own. Prince William really can't be getting involved in this any further...

Francesca's head started hurting really badly all of a sudden while she was in the car.

It felt like someone was hammering on her skull in an attempt to crack it wide open.

She held her head with one hand and closed her eyes as she endured the pain.

Being a doctor, she knew that her condition was getting worse with each passing day. The metal fragments were pressing against the nerve endings of her brain, so she needed to have them removed surgically as soon as possible.

“What's wrong, Ms. Cece? Are you feeling unwell?” Sloan asked from the passenger seat when he saw her in pain.

her head with one hand while massaging it with the

“Ms. Cece?”

but paused when he noticed how familiar she looked. If I recall, Dr. Felch used to do that too

it?” Mylo

is feeling a little under the weather. Stop the car by the side of

the roadside as he continued, “Watch after Ms. Cece while I go buy her a cup of

Mylo had disappeared from sight before turning toward

up at him through

you two looked similar! You may be dressed differently, but your voice and the way you speak are the

tell anyone,”

Does Mr. Lindberg know about this? How about we get you

shook her head. “There's no need for that. Just act like you

was going on, but he nodded anyway. “Got

when Mylo returned with the hot coffee. “Here you

for a bit, Francesca took the coffee over and leaned against her seat as