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q“You're right, Grandpa.” William's voice sounded weak over the phone.

“What's wrong? Are you sick? Your voice sounds different,” Federico inquired out of concern.

William did not speak as he brewed his emotions.

Robin stood aside and watched as William clenched his fists so tightly that his veins popped out, his eyes bloodshot. He got so anxious that he thought his heart was about to jump out of his throat.

Holding back tears, William swallowed the lump in his throat. After a long moment of silence, he choked out through clenched teeth, “I'm just a cripple whose death will not be missed, but please, Grandpa, protect the eighty-three lives in my house!”

Tears streamed down Robin's face when he heard what William had said.

Whether or not William's emotions were genuine or faked, what he said was true. That simple sentence held the weight of twenty years' worth of humiliation and grief he had suffered.

Anyone who knew what had happened would be moved to the core.

Half an hour later, Robin and two servants snuck out from the back of the castle. By then, Silas had already been waiting for them along with the other men sent by Federico.

Outside the palace, someone witnessed everything. Just as the person was about to strike, they were stopped by their comrade. “Are you blind? Those people work for His Majesty!”

Inside the castle, William sat by the window, staring at the car as it sped off into the night until it vanished out of sight. A victorious smile soon formed on his lips.

He knew that the first part of his plan had succeeded.

With Francesca as his trump card, he would win for sure.

Meanwhile, Francesca returned to her room. The moment she stepped foot inside, she immediately whipped out her phone to see if she had any new missed calls from Danrique.

surprise,

one missed call from him before she boarded the

as she was contemplating whether or not she should return his call, a few maids came into her room to prepare

dinner. All the dishes on the tray were her favorite. One glance at the food was enough to let her know that William had cooked it for her

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fine.” Anthony heaved a sigh of

Francesca tutted, displeased

then, ignore my question. However, I do advise that you give your fiancé a clear

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