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qBack home, Anthony sidled up to ask, “So? Did you agree to treat that prince?”
“Yeah.” Francesca received a text and clicked on it. At once, she beamed. “Oh, that's fast.
I've already received the money.”
“What money? How much?” Anthony glanced at her phone. “What the f*ck? This is a lot!
Did the prince give you this much money?”
“Mm. For the medical fee and other stuff,” came Francesca's answer. Her lips curved as
she asked, “I remember a luxurious villa is put up for sale around seven kilometers away
from us. Has it been sold?”
“Of course not. It's big and expensive. No one in their right mind would buy it,” Anthony
replied. He then demanded, “What do you mean by other stuff? Did you agree to other
conditions?”
“I agreed to help buy a property for him and set up a clinic inside so he can receive
treatment for the long run.” Francesca instructed, “I'll go and view the villa tomorrow. Help
me buy the medical equipment. We need to do this as soon as possible and start treating
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇthim.”
“I'll come with you. I can call to order the medical equipment you need but I won't let you
view the villa alone.”
“Why not?” Francesca responded carelessly. “If you don't have to go to the medical
equipment company, then stay at home and keep an eye on Lacy. We're busy and short of
staff.”
Anthony tried to protest. “But—”
“All right, then. It's decided,” Francesca cut in, her tone allowing no room for negotiation.
She then hurried up the stairs.
Anthony felt helpless as he couldn't refute Francesca. He went to Layla and complained to
her.
“Yes, Francesca shouldn't view the house alone. However, we need help at home too.”
Snapping her brows together, Layla ordered, “Stay at home and keep an eye on Lacy. I'll
ask Francesca to take the bodyguard with her.”
“But—”
“That's enough.” Layla knew what Anthony was thinking about. “When the villa and
medical equipment are ready, Prince William will move in. You can follow Francesca there
every day to find out more about him.”
“All right, then.” Anthony nodded. “It should take at least six months to cure him.”
“Yes.” Layla gave him an encouraging pat on the shoulders. “You need to consider the
bigger picture instead of acting recklessly.”
“I understand.”
Back in her room, Francesca wrote out a list of the medical equipment she needed and
sent it to Anthony so he could buy them.
She then took a shower. After stepping out of the bathroom, she glanced at her phone,
which remained silent. No one else contacted her besides the texts she received from
Anthony.
Danrique didn't call or send any texts. Even Sean didn't contact her at all.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmDisappointment overwhelmed her heart. It looks like the b*stard is indeed a hypocrite. He
gave me his word but did otherwise.
She was deep in thought when Anthony knocked on her door. “Can I come in?”
“Come on in.” Francesca placed her phone aside.
Anthony brought along a cup of warm milk, a bowl of soup, and some sliced apples. “You
didn't eat anything today, so I brought some food.”
“I ate something earlier.” Francesca glanced at the tray. “Leave the milk. You can finish the
rest.”
“Did you eat with the prince?” Anthony asked. There was a tinge of jealousy in his voice.
Francesca couldn't be bothered to waste time with him. “Anything else?”
“Here you go.” Anthony proffered a stack of paper. “I got the information about the villa
and printed it out. There is a contact number, so you can call it before going there
tomorrow. There might be no one there, and your trip might be in vain.”
“You're quite helpful.” Francesca took the papers from him. “Thanks!”
“Sleep early. I'll leave now.” Anthony spun on his heels to leave. At the door, he turned
over his shoulder and flushed. “By the way, remember to put on your clothes properly
when you're alone in a room with a man. You don't want to lure me into committing a
crime, do you?”
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