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qAfter hanging up the phone, Danrique turned toward Sean and said, “Contact Gordon immediately. Ask him where Francesca has been and who she has met up with throughout the past few days.”

“Understood,” Sean replied as he pulled out his phone and gave Gordon a call.

“Someone is following us, Mr. Lindberg,” said the driver while glancing in the rear-view mirror.

Danrique glanced at the rear-view mirror and replied calmly, “Find a way to stop them and capture them alive.”

“Yes, sir.”

The driver then sped up a little to increase the distance between them and the car behind.

After getting off the phone, Sean told Danrique, “The first lady personally invited Francesca to an art exhibition. Kevin's wife was the one who leaked that information. She must've casually mentioned it while chatting with those other women. I believe this is hardly a cause for a conspiracy.”

Not wanting to distract himself with that, Danrique ordered, “We'll forget about that for the time being. Contact Hazel and find out what the situation is like on her end.”

“I'm on it!”

Francesca was able to have a good night's sleep after making up with Danrique.

waking up the next morning, she had breakfast and went off to

getting in the way, Francesca's treatment was very effective and produced great results

from Robin right after the treatment

men handed them over to us in person. They told

William turned his phone toward Francesca

things to take note of. She also asked them to monitor

wrote it all down before ending the

wasn't exactly very expressive about it, the

mention it!” Francesca said casually and went back to formulating

his medication, felt disappointed when

Although his wound was healing very quickly with the aid of her treatment,

found out that the poisoning had affected his legs, making the treatment

methods every day, Francesca also contacted Anthony and had him mail her some

week soon went by. Although Danrique had yet to return, he did text Francesca from time to time. Francesca was a little

the books from Anthony, Francesca spent hours reading through them at home every

up when Sloan came running over. “Ms. Felch! The first