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qWilliam was brought to a different castle with a built-in clinic.

There was quite a fair number of maids and subordinates, although he and Monica were the only two people residing there.

Francesca was puzzled to learn of such an arrangement. “But there are so many extra rooms in Danrique Castle. Why did he choose to have William stay here instead? I'd have to make my way over by car every time.”

“This was Mr. Lindberg's decision, Ms. Felch,” Gordon reported, lowering his head.

That response alone was enough to shut Francesca up. If it were before, she would have kicked up a fuss and insisted they did things her way.

But now, the woman felt that she owed Danrique too much to trouble him any further.

“Fine,” she eventually answered with a frustrated nod.

“I don't think this is a bad idea, Ms. Felch. His Highness and I would feel much more at ease staying here.” Monica seemed rather pleased with Danrique's arrangements. “If we were to stay at Danrique Castle, we'd have to face Mr. Lindberg every day. It gets a little awkward, to be honest.”

“Yeah.” William grinned. “L has his own life, so we won't end up bothering him by staying here.”

“Well, I suppose so,” Francesca relented. “You're not that far away either, so it wouldn't be too much of a hassle for me to come over. I'm out of medication, so I'll have to get someone to bring us more. I'll come back and see you guys tonight.”

took the medicine on the plane, so you can just

along with anti-inflammatory

she wrote a checklist of medication and handed it to

her go through the list of medical equipment available at the clinic, asking her if

noted how well-equipped the place was. There was not much

home, where Norah and a group of maids awaited

them and began to strike

hungry Francesca quickly washed her hands

wouldn't want

gazed at her, smiling

exclaimed as she chowed down on

run, nor did she have the appetite while staying at the palace. Now, she could finally let loose

than happy to cook for you every day from now on.” Norah poured her a glass of wine. “This

took a sip and sighed in satisfaction. “It's

she couldn't help but burp. “I can't eat anymore.

It wasn't just William; Monica, Robin, and all

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