Chapter 1887 Suspicion
When Danrique passed through the hall, he saw there were still a few well-dressed aristocratic ladies who were waiting for their turn. Aside from Hazel, the three great families also planned to introduce a few more ladies to Danrique.
The families didn’t expect the banquet to go wrong before the ladies could show up.
At that moment, there was no one else but Francesca in his eyes.
Upon getting into the car, he examined her. “Are you all right?”
“My head’s spinning…” Francesca weakly lay in her seat.
“Call Dr. Killian,” Danrique ordered.
“No need!” She stopped him. “I’m just a little frightened. That’s all. I’ll be fine once I sleep.”
“Really?” He stared at her clear eyes.
“Mhm.” She nodded.
Danrique gestured for his subordinate to drive. “Very well.”
At that moment, Kevin and Nathan rushed over to their location to see them off.
“I’m sorry for tonight, Danrique. I promise you, we’ll investigate the matter and give you an explanation of what happened to your birthday banquet,” Kevin apologized regretfully.
“That’s right. We’ll investigate it thoroughly,” Nathan added.
“No need,” Danrique replied coldly. “My people will handle it.”
“That…”
“I’m leaving. Goodbye.” Danrique waved before the car left.
At that moment, Francesca shifted her line of sight to the outside of the window. She saw Hazel standing at the side of the road staring at them with a disappointed expression.
Danrique glanced at her for a second before looking away. As he did, his eyes met with Francesca’s sharp look.
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