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qFrancesca had processed everything Danrique said earlier, except for that last bit. She refused to hear a word of it. On top of that, she was disgusted.

From the moment Francesca and Hazel met, the latter had behaved like a leech, latching onto them and following them like a shadow that refused to depart.

Moreover, Francesca had personally heard what Diana had to say about Hazel. How could Danrique still defend Hazel in good faith, saying that she was not that bad?

This made Francesca feel ill.

She also thought that Danrique was protecting Hazel.

“How is your injury? Let me take a look.”

Danrique reached over to look at Francesca's injury, but Francesca immediately retracted her hand like a scalded cat. With a huff, she turned around to ignore him.

Stunned, he asked, “What is it? Are you angry at me now?”

Is this not obvious enough?

Displeasure is written all over my face now. Why does he still need to ask?

This, of course, made Francesca angrier.

suddenly angry at me now? What

be seething, like a ticking time bomb that was

and kicked the

that, Sean, who had been afraid to speak this whole time, had to step in for his employer. “Err, Ms. Felch, I don't think that's what Mr. Lindberg

did he

was it

understand what it was he said to have

not involved in certain matters. Besides, it's not likely that she'd dare to cause a scene in front of Mr. Lindberg or have ill intentions toward you. He was not praising

understood it from the start, but it was a shame that his

dawned upon Danrique as

Sean and said, “He's

truly at

listen and interpret it for him? Is he

Sean call and explain when we were previously giving each other the

“You're still mad?”

puzzled and kicked Sean's

never been in love. This is his first experience of being in a relationship. As such, certain things are quite foreign

Danrique immediately