Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 1900 Honey Trap

The second William ended the call, Robin asked worriedly, “Your Highness, do you think Mr. Lindberg knows about it? I think he was implying something with his last sentence.”

“Yeah.” William nodded his head. “I think he knows about it.”

“Oh…” Robin began to panic. “What exactly does he know? Does he know about Ms. Felch coming over to your room tonight? Or did he find out about your relationship with her? Or has he known about her real identity?”

William wasn’t in a hurry to answer. He gulped down the entire glass of wine and said with a bitter smile, “Francesca is too naive.”

“Huh?” Robin was confused. He didn’t understand what William was referring to. Despite his urgency to get the answer, he didn’t dare to push further.

“With L’s brain and intuitive, there’s nothing that can escape his notice.” William sighed. “I’m naive too to think I can hide my plan to take Francesca away from him even temporarily.”

“I think it’s best not to take the risk.” Robin hurriedly reminded, “Our words aren’t weighty enough among the royals, so we’ve been on the receiving ends of cold shoulders. L is the only way for you to turn your fate around. If you offend him, you’re burning your boat.”

“But I can’t just watch Francesca wallowing in distress.” William was hesitant. “If it wasn’t for her, I couldn’t live till this day.”

another angle.” Robin tried to dissuade him. “It’s a good thing Mr. Lindberg wants to marry her and harbored sincere feelings for her. It isn’t something bad. We should

in the wrong if this matter

and Mr. Lindberg. If she doesn’t want to marry him, she can just tell Mr. Lindberg the truth about her identity, then find an excuse to

“You’re right.”

him. Suddenly, his eyes

but it’s an entirely

great that you’ve thought things through, Your

given up and released

she shouldn’t

was no way William could take her

decided to depend on

catch me there, but this is a foreign country and I’m in

of her train of thoughts. It

connected the

are you, Francesca? Still