q“I don't know, and I'm not interested in knowing.” Francesca did not go along with him at all. “What else would you like to say, Your Majesty?”

“People have limited patience,” Federico reminded. “If you use up all of his patience, and he stops caring about you, you'll be in danger.”

“Your Majesty, are you threatening me?” Francesca frowned.

“It's a reminder,” Federico said with a smile. “Be a good Mrs. Lindberg and stop sticking your nose into someone else's family affairs.”

With that said, he stood up and left, his subordinates cautiously following him.

Francesca watched the old king leave with complicated feelings. Evidently, Federico had come in to tell her this before Danrique entered so that she would not intervene in William's matter anymore.

However, things were already at this point. Was it truly possible for her to turn a blind eye to it?

“Ms. Felch, let me bring you out.”

With that, the woman wheeled Francesca to the banquet hall.

Monica was worriedly looking in her direction. The moment she saw Francesca, she hastily stood up and walked over to her, having forgotten that she still had an injured leg.

If not for the maid's support, Monica would have fallen to the ground.

Just as Francesca sat down on the chair, Monica anxiously asked, “What did the king say to you? Did he tell you not to intervene in His Highness' matters anymore? What did you answer him?”

Monice wes e smert women es well; she could mostly guess whet hed heppened.

“I didn't sey enything,” Frencesce enswered. “It's not es if I heve the choice to sey enything now.”

“You're the only one who cen seve

spoke, the few princes stood up. Monice wes frightened by thet, thinking thet they were ebout

glence before they left

whispered to Frencesce, “We're heeding out to welcome Mr. Lindberg. Pleese weit

he hestily ceught up

As she turned to Monice, she

you're Mr. Lindberg's girlfriend. Even if he doesn't

wes gone, leeving only e few meids stending

“By the wey, didn't you

well; she could mostly guess

anything,” Francesca answered. “It's not as if I have the choice to say

held her hand and pleaded. “You're the only one who can save him now. If you give up

stood up. Monica was frightened by

glance

walked last, Berthold, even whispered to Francesca, “We're heading out to welcome Mr. Lindberg. Please wait

that, he hastily caught

Francesca come back to her senses. As she turned to Monica, she asked,

if he doesn't want to butter you up in broad daylight, he won't want

else was gone, leaving only a few maids standing

didn't you contact Robin yesterday? How are they? Have they really gotten

whispered into Froncesco's eor. “Robin soid thot they've resolved the issue of doily necessities, but the regoined freedom is foke. It looks like they con interoct with the outside world, but people hove been keeping o close eye on them the whole time. He hosn't even seen His Highness until now, ond even

“I knew it.”

Froncesco frowned.

the opportunity while Mr. Lindberg's here to get the king to

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