Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo novel Chapter 2097

Chapter 2097 Lost Contact

Francesca did not understand, nor did she want to understand. “I don’t get it. This is a headache. You royals and your complicated family feud.” “Yeah, that’s why I’m jealous of you. You can be carefree; you can always be yourself.”

That sentence came from the bottom of William’s heart. If he had the choice, he would rather be someone like Francesca, who was genuine.

Unfortunately, one could not choose who they were born as. Francesca was busy scribbling down the prescription of medications and had not paid attention to what William was saying.

“Ask someone to buy these medications in large quantities from pharmacies.” Francesca handed the prescriptions to William. “By the time His Majesty arrived to examine the situation, I would start the treatment for everyone in the castle.”

“Okay.” William passed the prescription to the subordinate beside him and advised, “Keep it low-key. Don’t let anyone find out.”

“Yes, Your Highness.” With that, the subordinate headed off.

“You sure are miserable for a prince…” Francesca could not help but sigh. “You have to sneak around even just to buy medications. If you still don’t fight back, you wouldn’t be able to stay in Danontand much longer.”

“I know.” William heaved a deep sigh. “I can drop everything here and leave, but what will happen to them? Their census and archive are all in the palace. Their whole lives would be spent here. They used to work for my parents, and then they started working for me. They have spent a great deal of their lives within these castle walls. If I leave, they’ll have no one else.”

Francesca encouraged, “It’s good that you can come to that conclusion. We all have our roles and responsibilities in this world. Because of our responsibilities, we have to muster up the courage. We cannot let others bully us.”

He nodded firmly. “You’re right. After this incident, I finally understand this principle. I won’t let you down again.”

“All the best!” Francesca patted his shoulder. “Let’s go to your room. I’ll take a look at your legs.”

“Okay.”