q“It seems like they're really here for you.” The café owner turned to greet them, “Hi, what would you like to drink?”

“A few cups of coffee will be fine. Please stay outside for a while.”

Robin handed a wad of cash to the owner.

The owner glanced at the cash but did not move to take it. Instead, he turned to look at Francesca.

Francesca nodded.

It was then he took the money and put on his denim cap. Whistling as he walked out, he added, “There are canned drinks on the countertop. Help yourself to them.”

“Thank you,” Robin said before closing the door. Then, he bowed to Francesca. “Greetings, Ms. Felch.”

“It's been a while, Robin.”

Francesca greeted him as well, her eyes were fixed

seemed ghastly pale. It was as if he had gone through a severe bout of

“William, you...”

grimly explained. “I don't know if it's because he was in the cold at Xendale or not, but after he went back, his legs began aching

cut him off. “You're

hastily hung his

smiled at her. “Francesca, have you done

have.” Francesca took off her cap to reveal her bald head.

His spirit lifted every time he saw her, and he would find himself relaxing. The gloomy clouds that had hung over his

“I'll get some drinks.”

pushed William to the side of the table before heading to the counter to get some beverages. What he was trying to do was to

anyone about your legs?”

William's lips. Nevertheless, he changed the topic and asked, “This isn't important; what's important is

it has nothing to do with Erihal,” Francesca corrected. “I'm glad to have Monica's help this time. I thought Danrique sent her at first. I didn't expect her to be working for

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