Chapter 2164
Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort
Chapter 2163 Beg Him âIâm sorry, Ms. Felch. We didnât recognize her earlier. Besides, thereâs no reason for us not to shoot when someone suddenly crawls up the wall outside Mr. Lindbergâs study room at this hour,â Gordon explained in a hurry. âYouââ
âItâs not their fault, Ms. Felch. Please donât blame them,â Monica advised. âCome on. Letâs go in and get your wound cleaned first.â Francesca hurriedly helped Monica into the building, but the latter insisted on seeing Danrique.
âPlease, just let me see Mr. Lindberg. Thereâs a favor I need to ask of him personally.â Gordon said, âYou can just talk to me. Iâll help you pass the message to Mr. Lindberg.â
âNo. I need to ask him in personâ¦â Panicking, Monica tugged at Francescaâs hand and pleaded, âPlease, Ms. Felch.
Iâm begging you.â
âMonicaâ¦â Francesca wanted to dissuade Monica. Before she could even do that, the latter fell to her knees with a thump, ignoring the wound on her leg. âIâm begging you. Please let me see Mr. Lindberg!â
âGet up quickly. Your legâs wounded. Youâll be crippled if you kneel like this,â Francesca ordered anxiously.
âThen so be it. Iâm willing to sacrifice my legs for His Highnessâ well-being if thatâs possible. Iâll even sacrifice my life,â Monica said, tears spilling from her eyes.
Hearing Monicaâs words and seeing her in such a state moved Francesca. Unable to refuse the former, she could only promise, âAll right. Iâll take you to see him once Iâve bandaged you up.â
âMs. Felchââ
âSurely I have the right to do so?â Francesca cut Gordon off, leading Monica into the front hall.
Gordon did not dare to stop her despite knowing the situation would anger Danrique. Given no choice, he could only send someone to report the situation to Danrique.
Meanwhile, Francesca cleaned Monicaâs wound, helped the latter into a wheelchair, and pushed her to the study room on the second floor.
At that time, Sean was guarding the door. He did not stop Francesca from entering; he probably knew she was coming. He merely glanced at Monica and lowered his head to open the door.
Danrique, who was reading some documents at the table, did not look up even when he heard the door opening.
He kept working away.
Feeling slightly nervous, Monica glanced at Francesca before speaking carefully. âIâm sorry for disturbing you at this hour, Mr. Lindberg.â
Suddenly, Danrique looked up from the documents and cast Francesca a meaningful gaze.
Francesca said defiantly, âShe just wants to see you briefly. Canât she talk to you face to face?â
Danrique glared at Francesca and questioned Monica, âI only let you recuperate here because of her. And now, youâve sneaked out of the side palace in the middle of the night and tried to break into my study room. Are you courting death?â
Monica lowered her head and apologized, âIâm sorry for offending you. I wonât blame you if you want to punish or even kill me, but please save Prince William.â
âAs far as I know, youâre not working for William. Interpol isnât something anyone can join. You should cherish the bright future you have ahead of you.â Danrique leaned back in the chair, glaring coldly at Monica.
With her head hung low, Monica said, âMy current achievements are all thanks to Prince William. Besides, he was the one who saved me. Thatâs why Iâm willing to do anything for him.â
âHow touching.â Danrique shot Francesca a thoughtful look.
Francesca was so touched by Monicaâs words that she kept her gaze on the latter, not noticing Danrique staring at her.
âMr. Lindberg, youâre the only one who can save His Highness now. Pleaseââ
Danrique interrupted coldly, âEven Francesca failed to convince me. What makes you think you can?â
Monica was rendered speechless.
Francesca, however, was enraged. She snapped, âDanrique, youââ
âEnough. I need to carry on with my work. Take them out.â Danrique did not want to talk to them anymore.
âUnderstood.â Sean stepped into the study room and gestured for the ladies to leave. âThis way, Ms. Felch.â
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