Chapter 2301 Support 2
“I’m in S Nation, General Jablonski, but I’d like to get back to Xendale…”
“That’s not a problem. I’ll accompany you to Xendale.” Justin sounded ever so righteous. “With me around, those b*stards wouldn’t dare to lay a finger on you!”
“Thank you so much, General Jablonski!” Words could not express how grateful Francesca felt. “But that place is Erihal’s territory. Wouldn’t I be causing you trouble?”
“Don’t worry. That’s not going to happen. By the way, when you gave me treatment the last time, do you remember also curing an autoimmune disease of a child of my old acquaintance?”
“Yes, I do. It was that six-year-old boy with silver hair.”
“Yes, they were visiting me that day. That boy had a very unusual disease, and because of that, he had been traveling all over the world to seek help from numerous doctors, yet no one could treat him. That’s why the entire family is thankful to you for healing the boy. My friend called me today to ask about you. He’s also watched the news and suspected that the person was you. Both he and his son are really concerned about you. I think you can give him a call. He’s the duke of E Nation, so he might be able to lend you a hand.”
“But don’t you think I’d only be making a huge scene?”
Deep down, Francesca felt rather uneasy, for she had never asked anyone for a favor before. If it was not for the sake of the orphanage, she would rather not implicate the patients.
“Do you want to save lives?” was Justin’s only query.
“Of course,” Francesca candidly responded.
“Then just do it without hesitation. Also, I have a question for you, but I need you to answer me truthfully so that I can make the right call.”
“Sure. Go on.”
“What’s your relationship with Danrique Lindberg?”
Francesca took a moment to ponder before stating earnestly, “He’s the man I love!”
“All right, I understand now.” Justin bobbed his head. “That means we’ll stand with Danrique to fight against the president!”
“Yes,” Francesca said. The second she let that slip out of her mouth, she asked in surprise, “You can even do this?”
“I suppose I could be of some help one way or another. Plus, there’s always strength in numbers, but only if you can get yourself more backers.”
“When?”
“Tomorrow.”
“No problem. I’ll make the arrangement straightaway.”
“You have my thanks. I’ll see you there.”
“Okay, but will I be able to reach you at this number?”
“Yes. Let’s keep in touch.”
Once Francesca ended the call, she moved on to dial the next number on the list.
Just like that, she made thirteen calls in a row. The people she contacted were all international bigwigs from around the globe, and the conversations they had were basically the same. All of them agreed to join Francesca in Xendale.
Having been talking over the phone for over an hour, Francesca could not help but feel exhausted. She looked up at Anthony and ordered, “Book me an air ticket.”
Anthony had yet to regain his composure from the astonishing moment a minute ago. He took quite a while to fully register what was going on before nodding hastily. “I’ll do that right now.”
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