Chapter 2296 It Is War
The question jolted Francesca. Then, she muttered under her breath, “There’s no way Danrique would’ve sent it. It must be the president’s doing.” “He actually knows my number and even knows that you’re with me?” Anthony was stunned.
“The second you and Mr. Lincoln stepped into Xendale, you had no way of escaping his radar.” Suddenly, something seemed to click in Francesca’s mind. “He’s probably also aware I returned to S Nation with you. In that case, does that mean he has long known that Mr. Lincoln wanted to find him and seek revenge? Could he have deliberately set up that press conference to lure Mr. Lincoln into his trap?”
That made Anthony’s hair stand on end. “That’s so scary. Everything about the political world is terrifying. It feels as though others are monitoring my every move. There’s a motive behind everything those people do and say.”
Francesca cradled her head in her hands. “Indeed. I must remain calm and composed. I have to. I can no longer pay heed to anyone’s provocations at this time.”
She was thoroughly racked with guilt. Back then, I was too trusting of the president’s wife, thus allowing others to take advantage of it. I was framed and thrown into jail, dragging Ms. Layla and Sloan into the mess and causing their deaths. One should learn from one’s mistakes. I can’t act so rashly again.
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