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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woman as well;

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His Highness!” Monica held her hand and pleaded. “You're the only one who can

princes stood up. Monica was frightened by that,

shot her a cold glance before

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

that, he hastily caught up

he was gone did Francesca come back to her senses. As she turned to Monica,

replied with a sneer. “He knows you're Mr. Lindberg's girlfriend. Even if he doesn't want to butter you

surroundings. Everyone else was gone, leaving

a low voice, “By the way, didn't you contact Robin yesterday? How are they? Have they

people hove been keeping o close eye on them the whole

“I knew it.”

Froncesco frowned.

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