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qDanrique merely frowned at her demand and stayed silent. His face was black.

He had no intention to communicate nor had the attitude to want to solve the problem.

“Danrique—”

“Let's talk after we get home.”

Danrique ended the conversation with that sentence.

Even though Francesca was furious, she didn't want to argue with Danrique in front of Sean and Sloan.

Fine! We'll talk when we get home.

She pulled Danrique's coat tighter, completely covering herself, and curled up in her seat. Her face was turned toward the window, unwilling to look at him.

Danrique was speechless at her sudden change. This woman changes her attitude faster than how I flip through a book. She was acting cutely in my embrace a minute ago and started throwing a tantrum the next. It's like they are two different people. Also, she's way too good at playing the victim. She was the one who flew to Danontand to meet with William and didn't explain her actions to me. Yet, she's interrogating my relationship with Hazel. What is this?

She's even calling him now, yet he still doesn't even want to explain. He

anger all the way back

getting out of the car, Monica shouted from afar, “Ms.

wrapped her body like a bedsheet. The bottom of the

wrong? Does your wound hurt? I'll treat it immediately once we're

at Francesca's ear. “I gave His Highness a call earlier, but the line didn't go through, so I called Robin to inform him about our safe

such haste.

should we do then? What if you beg

“I—”

Danrique

shoot a vicious glare at him but still followed him inside. She even gestured to

way, please.” Mylo was in charge of Monica's welfare, so he led

“Thank you.”

the castle. Norah and the rest went up to welcome