q“We're just friends. Why would he sacrifice me?” Francesca brushed her off. “Ms. Layla, you're overthinking. However, I'll listen to you and keep a distance from him.”
“That's good, then.” Layla nodded and urged, “From tomorrow onward, bring Anthony along when you give William treatment. Just let him follow you, and he can be just your helper. As long as there's someone else there, others will have nothing to say.”
“Okay. I understand.” Francesca agreed to it in a heartbeat.
“Also, talk it out with Danrique. Even if you want to break up with him, talk it out, and you guys can go your separate ways peacefully. If you want to get back together with him, then reconcile with him, okay? You're going to strain the relationship if you keep giving him the cold shoulder. He could be a scary man to deal with if he were to fight back. Hence, no matter what you decide to do, just patch things up so that there won't be trouble in the future,” Layla reminded again.
“All right.” Francesca pouted because she felt aggrieved. “If I knew, I shouldn't have gotten into a relationship. Before this, I could do whatever I wanted. Now, I have to watch what I do. Uh, this is really suffocating.”
“Well, you don't have a choice because your fiancé is Danrique Lindberg.” Layla laughed. “However, even without him, it's about time you learn to be more mature. After all, you're representing the orphanage. Your words and actions will have an effect on the kids.”
“I've actually been thinking about that...” Francesca then asked, “Is it possible to transfer the orphanage to you guys? I'll pull out, but I'll still give you guys money every year. That way, the orphanage won't be affected if I get into trouble.”
“You'll forever be connected to us. Transferring the ownership to us won't make a difference.” Layla ruffled Francesca's hair and said, “You'll get worried if it gets transferred to an outsider, right? Therefore, you have to stay tough and move on.”
“All right, then. I'll go upstairs now,” Francesca answered.
“Okay.” Layla's expression turned solemn as she watched her leave.
Right then, Lincoln knocked on the door and entered the room. “So? Did you tell her about it?”
“I couldn't...” Layla heaved a sigh and said, “I've watched her grow up all these years, and I've already considered her my daughter. I couldn't bear to tell her I'm leaving.”
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