q“I'm sorry, Ms. Felch. We didn't recognize her earlier. Besides, there's no reason for us not to shoot when someone suddenly crawls up the wall outside Mr. Lindberg's study room at this hour,” Gordon explained in a hurry.

“You—”

“It's not their fault, Ms. Felch. Please don't blame them,” Monica advised.

“Come on. Let's go in and get your wound cleaned first.” Francesca hurriedly helped Monica into the building, but the latter insisted on seeing Danrique.

“Please, just let me see Mr. Lindberg. There's a favor I need to ask of him personally.”

Gordon said, “You can just talk to me. I'll help you pass the message to Mr. Lindberg.”

“No. I need to ask him in person...” Panicking, Monica tugged at Francesca's hand and pleaded, “Please, Ms. Felch. I'm begging you.”

“Monica...” Francesca wanted to dissuade Monica. Before she could even do that, the latter fell to her knees with a thump, ignoring the wound on her leg. “I'm begging you. Please let me see Mr. Lindberg!”

“Get up quickly. Your leg's wounded. You'll be crippled if you kneel like this,” Francesca ordered anxiously.

my legs for His Highness' well-being if that's possible. I'll even

Unable to refuse the former, she could only promise, “All right. I'll take you to see him once

“Ms. Felch—”

so?” Francesca cut Gordon off,

anger Danrique.

wheelchair, and

door. He did not stop Francesca from entering; he probably knew she was

who was reading some documents at the table, did not look up even when

glanced at Francesca before speaking carefully.

the documents and cast Francesca a

“She just wants to see you briefly. Can't she talk to you face to

sneaked out of the side palace in the middle of the night and

blame you if you

anyone can join. You should cherish

achievements are all thanks to Prince William. Besides, he

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