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qWords eluded Francesca. She had long since known that Danrique was a formidable opponent.

Although Layla managed to sneak in, and Anthony backed them up outside, she still couldn't escape the fate of being caught.

Argh! This is bad, with everyone having been made! Anthony has been detained, and even Ms. Layla is now being brought back to the castle. It'll be practically impossible for me to do a runner in the future! Oh well! Could it be that this is my destiny? But then, Ms. Layla is still fine. On the other hand, things aren't looking too good for Anthony.

At that thought, Francesca hastily urged, “Hurry up and let him go!”

“Why, are you feeling anguished on his behalf? Is such a piece of trash worthy of your regard?” Danrique frowned in displeasure.

“I just don't want to drag him into the mess. He had good intentions and didn't cause any harm, so hurry up and let him go.” Truth be told, Francesca was worried that Anthony would die at the man's hands.

“I can do that, but only after we get married.” Danrique's tone was extremely firm, with no room for negotiation.

“He's no more than an irrelevant person!” Panicked, Francesca threatened, “So, are you releasing him? If not, don't even think of getting married!”

Alas, Danrique wasn't intimidated at all. Instead, he scoffed, “You don't want to get married? Then, I'll cut off his fingers, one at a day. When all his fingers are severed, I'll move on to his hand before proceeding with his legs. All this will continue until you agree to marry me!”

Francesca instantly blew her

won't lift a hand against you. As for those around you, however, I can make any promises.”

voice was mild, but

capable of doing so. Thus, she faltered slightly. It looks like I can't

six assistants with them. All of them went through multiple rounds of assessment, so their cooking skills are superb.

subject to ease

when I've only got one mouth? Yet, you actually hired chefs for all eight major cuisines?

Danrique didn't understand the meaning

need to be so good

at an utter loss for words. At the same time, she was also rather helpless. The more meticulous

be good

didn't know how

Seven

Francesca was still in

picked up his phone right away and made a call to Gordon. “Find me the Seven Dragon