qFrancesca was instantly scared out of her wits and rushed over to stop her.

However, the woman's actions were quicker as she slashed at her wrist.

In a split second, Francesca grabbed the woman's hand, wrestled the knife away from her, and ripped off part of her dress to bandage the cut.

“Let go! Let go of me!”

The woman was struggling so hard that the blade cut Francesca's hand. Even so, Francesca could not be bothered about it as she tried to hold the woman down so she could treat the wound.

“Diana...”

Just then, frantic voices were heard from outside the door. “Hurry up! Open the door!”

Very quickly, someone opened the door of the restroom.

When they saw what had happened, they were shocked.

The first lady came in with a shout, asking her subordinates to subdue her daughter before frantically asking if Francesca was okay.

This confused Francesca. Shouldn't the first lady be more concerned about her daughter? Why does she seem more worried about me instead?

go of me. Let me go!

kicking and screaming for dear life, but suddenly, a man's voice could be heard yelling, “What the blazes

It was the president.

seemed to be out of anger rather than pity

quickly, the anger dissipated to concern as he shifted his gaze

her head,

she turned around, only to come face to face with Danrique's gentle

“I...”

“Danrique! Danrique...”

the woman wrenched herself free from the maids and lunged at Danrique. Her hands were soaked with blood as she reached up to gently

“Seize her!”

the president's orders, a few bodyguards stepped forward to promptly drag the woman away. She seemed like she

befell the

stared blankly at the woman, her eyes full of

but instead tried to calm Francesca down. “I've sent for a doctor. He'll

no need for a

“I...”

said

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