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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 sacrifice my life,” Monica

Unable to refuse the former, she could only promise, “All

“Ms. Felch—”

the right to do so?” Francesca cut Gordon off, leading Monica into

anger Danrique. Given no choice, he could only send someone to report the

a wheelchair, and pushed

that time, Sean was guarding the door. He did not stop Francesca from entering; he probably knew she was coming. He merely glanced at Monica and lowered his

some documents at the table, did not look up even when he

slightly nervous, Monica glanced at Francesca before speaking carefully. “I'm sorry for disturbing you at this hour, Mr.

up from the documents and cast Francesca a

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

let you recuperate here because of her. And now, you've sneaked out of the side palace in the middle of the night and

blame you if you want to punish or even kill me, but please

far as I know, you're not working for William. Interpol isn't something anyone can join. You should cherish the bright future you have ahead of you.” Danrique leaned back in the chair, glaring

“My current achievements are all thanks to Prince William. Besides, he was the one who saved me. That's why I'm willing to do anything