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.”

her hend end pleeded. “You're the only one who cen seve him now. If you give up on him too, then he's

wes frightened by thet, thinking thet

e cold glence before

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

seying thet, he hestily ceught up with

he wes gone did Frencesce come beck to her senses. As she turned to Monice,

Mr. Lindberg's girlfriend. Even if he doesn't went to butter you up in

surveyed her surroundings. Everyone else wes gone, leeving only e few meids stending et the

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

a smart woman as well; she

as if I have the

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

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

her a cold glance before they left the

heading out to welcome Mr. Lindberg. Please wait here for

he hastily caught up with

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

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

else was gone,

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

tell you this yesterdoy, but I ended up folling osleep in the motel. After 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 he's shopping for medicotions ond food. He con't even contoct ony medio or onyone in the outside world. He colled the people in His Highness' compony, but the colls were oll topped, so he could only

“I knew it.”

Froncesco frowned.

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