Chapter 2044 Being Lured
Back 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 him.”
“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.”
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