qFacing her love rival, Francesca still brought out her claws. Raising a finely plucked brow, she said coldly, “I'm certain this has nothing to do with you. On top of that, how did you know I was a doctor?”
“There are no true secrets in the world,” replied Hazel sardonically. “The truth will eventually reveal itself.”
Having said that, she turned on her heel and left.
Francesca could infer that there was a tacit implication in Hazel's words, but she could not quite put her finger on it.
She also couldn't be bothered.
After wiping her hands dry, Francesca left the restroom.
That maid had disappeared despite saying she would wait for Francesca.
Francesca was rendered speechless and decided to walk back by retracing her steps. Scarcely had she moved a few steps when she could hear someone crying.
She paused. Curiosity soon got the better of her as she followed the direction of the sounds.
This led her to a room where people were talking. “Diana, be good. Danrique brought his fiancée over today. That's why your father wouldn't let you out. It'll be awkward otherwise.”
“What fiancée? Danrique's fiancée should be me!”
The young woman spoke fluent Ustranasion. Francesca heard every word and was taken aback.
Who is this woman? Hazel has just left. Do I have yet another love rival? On top of that, why does she sound so familiar?
“Stop causing a scene, all right?” A woman could be heard sighing in agitation. “You've been married once already. What makes you think Danrique will still be interested in you?”
“Back then, you all forced me into a marriage I didn't want! Do you know how unhappy I was? It's all your fault!” The younger woman was quite angry. “It was not easy to get a divorce. Now that I want to take charge of my own happiness, you're all intent on stopping me!”
“We're not trying to stop you. We also hope that you can be together with Danrique. But he doesn't like you! He's in love with someone else...”
“It's not true! It's not!” The young woman sounded very agitated this time. “Danrique likes me! The last few times we met, he even smiled at me!”
“That was out of politeness! Won't you snap out of it?”
“No! He likes me! He bought me gifts!”
“That's because of your father. The gifts were an act of courtesy.”
“I don't believe you! You're lying to—”
“All right, that's enough!” the older woman interjected. In a grave tone, she went on, “You can't go out tonight. After the banquet, your father will explain things to you in person. Just go back to your room and stop causing a scene!”
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