Mysterious male escort is a mogul novel Chapter 1879

qAs the thought of a potential opportunity to escape crossed her mind, Francesca replied to Norah, “Anything's fine with me. You can pick any gown or jewelry.”

“That's great. I'll arrange for a stylist right away.” With that, Norah scurried off to get in touch with other household staff.

Francesca gobbled up the delicious lunch before preparing to take a nap. She mumbled, “I want to sleep for a bit. Wake me up a little later.”

“Sure. I'll wake you up at three. You still need to shower and do makeup and get dressed for the banquet.”

“Hmm.”

Francesca flipped over and hugged a pillow, falling asleep quickly.

Norah shook her head and smiled to herself. She reminded the maids to move around quietly so they would not disturb Francesca.

A short while later, Francesca's phone began vibrating under her pillow. She fumbled for it annoyedly and saw that it was a call from Anthony. She answered it, and he asked, “Where are you, Francesca?”

“What's up?” Francesca growled softly.

“I'm worried about those metal pieces in your brain, so I'm calling to remind you to go for surgery soon. You're a doctor, and you know better than anyone else how serious the situation is. You can't delay it any further.”

Francesca replied flatly, “I know.”

She woke up fully after Anthony's call. Francesca hardly considered the metal pieces a complex issue, and she would have easily operated on someone else afflicted with the condition.

Alas, she did not have eyes on the back of her head. Attempting to operate on the back of her head was unrealistic.

The back of her head no longer throbbed in pain over the past two days, though it was more an indication of problems instead of improvement.

As a doctor, she always prioritized the health of her patients, yet she always put her own well-being on the back burner.

If not for Anthony's timely reminder, she might have forgotten all about the metal pieces in her brain.

Absorbed in her thoughts, she remained silent for a good long while, prompting Anthony to call out, “Hello? Hello?”

Francesca jolted back to reality and said, “I know it's urgent. I'll try to get it done as soon as I can.”

“Did Danrique bring you to Erihal?” Anthony suddenly sounded anxious as he demanded, “Did he lock you up or something? I'll try my best to get you out of there.”

Francesca hurriedly cut off his line of thought and said, “What plan can you think of? I can settle my matters here. Just focus on managing the orphanage.”

“But—”