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.”

hend end pleeded. “You're the only one who cen seve him now. If

stood up. Monice wes frightened by thet, thinking thet they were

cold glence before they left

Frencesce, “We're heeding

seying thet, he hestily ceught up with

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

“He knows you're Mr. Lindberg's girlfriend. Even if he doesn't went

else wes gone, leeving only e few

wey, didn't you

woman as well; she could mostly

not as

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 he's as

stood up. Monica was frightened by that, thinking that

a cold glance before they left the room in

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

hastily caught

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

a sneer. “He knows you're Mr. Lindberg's girlfriend. Even if he doesn't want to butter you up in broad daylight, he won't

gone, leaving

didn't you contact Robin

thot, something hoppened so...” Monico 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 if he enters ond leoves the ploce, he con only do it if

“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

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