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qFrancesca was slightly relieved. I would be happy for Layla and Lincoln if they managed to hide in the mountains.

“It's getting late. You should get ready, Ms. Felch. Mr. Lindberg will pick you up at five o'clock,” Gordon announced as he glanced at his watch. “The styling team is already waiting downstairs.”

“Eh?” Francesca was taken aback. “What styling team? Picking me up to go where?”

“There's a banquet tonight,” Gordon reminded her. “Mr. Lindberg said he was going to bring you. Did you forget?”

“Oh, I think I did,” Francesca recalled upon second thought.

“I will bathe and dress you, Ms. Felch.”

Norah led several maids up the stairs and escorted Francesca back to her bedroom.

“Do I have to go?” Francesca was somewhat averse. “I don't like attending banquets.”

“Mr. Lindberg has made the arrangements. He would not be pleased if you don't go,” Norah said with a chuckle. “You can't escape socializing once you become Mrs. Lindberg.”

Francesca was still declining when a familiar voice sounded. “I am a friend of Ms. Felch!”

Francesca turned around and saw Monica standing outside, holding on to the door for support. Several maids blocked her.

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Felch.” The maids bowed and

in. “I'm sorry, Ms. Felch,” she said apologetically.

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not like Monica pushing her to deal with William's matter, she could understand the latter. Hence, she treated her as a

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the rest and entered the bathroom with Monica. “Do you have something to say to me,

attend the banquet,” Monica said casually. “Think about it. Many women out there already have their

She even started the rumor that she was engaged to Mr. Lindberg. If you, the official girlfriend, don't show yourself, everybody will think that she is Mr. Lindberg's

a good point.” Francesca frowned. “However, matters like that frustrate me. I think men should have some

his fiancée to clear rumors,” Monica said at once. “You see, he wants to make a statement, and it will

nodded. “All right,

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