Chapter 2180 Days Filled With Danger
Francesca felt incredibly conflicted after hearing all that. I was wondering what happened to the problems at the orphanages a few days ago. Turns out, he has been taking care of it all for me in secret… I don’t think I’ve ever done anything for him, though. If anything, I’ve only been causing him trouble. I even hurt his feelings while trying to save William!
“You should thank him. I’m not trying to side with him or anything, but he did save Ms. Layla and take care of the problems at the orphanages. Besides, Kerrie has been nagging me about it every day,” Anthony stated.
“Heh… Got it. You take care now,” Francesca replied with a chuckle and hung up the phone. After contemplating for a bit if she should give Danrique a call, she decided to go through with it and punched in his number.
It did not take long before the call got through. “Hello?”
Danrique’s voice sounded a little anxious and worried. Unsure of what to say, Francesca went with a somewhat awkward conversation starter. “W-What are you doing right now?”
“I’m in the car.” Thinking Francesca was in danger and needed help, Danrique panicked a little when he got her call. He breathed a sigh of relief after hearing her tone of voice and realizing she was fine. “Well? How does it feel to be on the run?” he asked coldly.
“How did you know I was on the run?” Francesca asked.
Danrique let out a sarcastic snicker as he replied, “Of course I do. The royal family of Danontand isn’t going to let you off the hook after everything you’ve done.”
“Then why didn’t you come rescue me? Aren’t you worried about my safety?” Francesca asked in displeasure.
“I told you not to go, but you insisted on going anyway. You were so brave and determined to save his life. How could I stop you from risking your life for such a noble cause?”
“Danrique…”
The more Danrique thought about it, the angrier he got. “Well? You ignored my advice and went over, so why would you be calling me now? You should go ask William for help instead!”
Suddenly, dozens of military vehicles came speeding over and pulled up next to them. Francesca was struggling to keep her eyes open in the face of the blinding headlights when the men stepped out of the cars and pointed their guns at her.
“There you are, you little b*tch! This is for what you did to me!” a man shouted coldly as he shot Francesca in the leg.
Bam!
Francesca fell to the ground and dropped her backpack as a result.
A tall guy then walked up to her and stomped on her hand with his black leather shoes. “You’re Francesca, right?” People say you’re a miracle doctor or something. Let’s see you treat this wound!” he uttered while pointing a gun at her head.
“You mustn’t kill her! She’s Mr. Lindberg’s fiancée! He will hunt you down if you kill her!” Monica screamed in panic.
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