Mysterious male escort is a mogul novel Chapter 1800

q“Already on it,” Robin remarked with a smile as he passed her a check with both his hands. “Your voice, tone, and manner of speaking - they all resemble the miracle doctor so much.”

“Really? What's her name?”

Francesca couldn't help but grin as she saw the check.

Then, she folded it and kept it away gently, not forgetting to give her pocket a little pat as though worried she would lose the slip of paper.

“It's Francesco from Zarain,” Robin answered while gazing deeply into her eyes.

The woman was visibly surprised to hear that. “But isn't Francesco an old dude?”

“Uhh...”

Robin was too stunned to speak for a moment.

“How do I resemble him at all?” asked Francesca as she continued to eat.

“In any case, could you please come and have a look at His Highness when you've finished your dinner?”

Refusing to give up, Robin walked over in an attempt to glance at her face.

“Of course. I've accepted your payment, after all.” The woman put her mask back on immediately. “Give me a moment. I'll head out after getting dressed.”

“Certainly. I'll be waiting for you outside.” Robin bowed.

“Do you need any assistance getting dressed, Dr. Felch?” the two maids asked politely.

“There's no need for that. I'll do it myself. I might take half an hour, though. I need to dry my hair.”

“That's not a problem. Please take your time.”

The maids lowered their heads before leaving.

Francesca found the whole situation rather odd. Why are they so courteous with me? Aren't they royalty?

And it seemed like the butler kept trying to look at my face.

Logically speaking, I'm just a regular doctor, and Robin looks like he's on a completely different level of authority. Even Sean talks to him politely. Why is he being so polite with me, then?

He's the complete opposite of my patient.

Maybe the prince is so ill that they desperately need my help.

Nothing thinking much else, Francesca ate a little more and began to blow dry her hair.

Suddenly, the pain in the back of her head returned, and it felt as though she was being struck hard with a hammer.

The woman hurriedly ate a painkiller, changed into her clothes, and exited her room with a medical bag.