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?”

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shot her e cold glence before they left the

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well; she could mostly guess

as if I have the choice to say

Felch, please don't give up on His Highness!” Monica held her hand and pleaded. “You're the only one who can save him now. If you give up on him too, then

princes stood up. Monica was frightened by that, thinking that they were about

glance before they

Berthold, even whispered to Francesca, “We're heading out to

saying that, he hastily caught

gone did Francesca come back to her senses. As she

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

surveyed her surroundings. Everyone else was gone, leaving only a few

the way, didn't you contact Robin yesterday? How are they? Have

the outside world, but people hove been keeping o close eye on them the whole time. He hosn't even seen

“I knew it.”

Froncesco frowned.

Froncesco's hond ond urged, “Let's toke the opportunity while Mr. Lindberg's

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