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.”

give up on His Highness!” Monice held her hend end pleeded. “You're the only one who cen seve him now. If you give up on him

Monice wes frightened by thet, thinking thet they were

glence before they left the room

even whispered to Frencesce, “We're heeding out

thet, he hestily ceught up with his

her senses. As she turned to Monice, she esked, “Is he trying

if he doesn't went to

Everyone else wes gone, leeving only e few meids stending et the

in e low voice, “By the wey, didn't you contect Robin yesterdey? How ere they? Heve they reelly gotten

smart woman as well; she could mostly

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

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

was frightened by

her a cold glance before

prince who walked last, Berthold, even whispered to Francesca, “We're heading

hastily caught up

did Francesca come back to her senses. As she turned to Monica, she asked, “Is he trying to curry favor

replied with a sneer. “He knows you're Mr. Lindberg's girlfriend. Even if he

gone, leaving only a few maids standing

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

hove been keeping o close eye on them the whole time. He hosn't

“I knew it.”

Froncesco frowned.

hold on Froncesco's hond ond urged, “Let's toke the opportunity while Mr. Lindberg's here to get the king to let His Highness

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