Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 2125 A Bet

Right that instant, William could not resist thinking about Danrique. He had heard how the others described the overwhelming scene many years ago. At that time, sixteen-year-old Danrique wiped out the Lindberg family overnight, annihilating anyone who dared to stand in his way.

His white shirt was drenched in blood. It was as though his amber eyes were covered in blood as well. That was how he emerged as the new patriarch of the Lindberg family. Since then, his omnipotence was known to everyone. Sooner or later, I’ll be like him too!

Knock! Knock! All of a sudden, William’s subordinate knocked on the door hurriedly and reported, “Your Highness, Mr. Faulkner is here.”

“Please let him in,” William responded. The subordinate hesitated. “But…”

“Tell me!” William instructed him. The subordinate replied apprehensively, “Mr. Faulkner leads a group of military officers, claiming they are here to escort you to the palace. They are already at the entrance of the castle.”

“That’s too much! Your Highness, are they thinking of arresting you?” Robin was on pins and needles.

“Yeah, I guess so.” William flashed him a smile. “Don’t worry. I’ll only be away for a short stay with my grandpa and will be back soon.” “Your Highness…”

“If Francesca calls, keep this information from her temporarily till you hear about the official news on their wedding. Do you get it?” William reminded him solemnly.

With that, William gestured to the

stopped them from

help sympathizing with William and tried to talk him out into changing his mind. “Your Highness, why are you putting yourself in a tight spot? Don’t you know you’ll only put yourself in a

lips curled up. “It’s because I don’t wish to betray my friend. Mr. Faulkner, thanks for your

that, Silas heaved a deep

military officers stepped

out at them. “What are

so as instructed by

instructed us to escort Prince William back to the palace for a short stay. What the heck are you doing?

Faulkner.” The military officers saluted Silas before pushing William’s wheelchair

knelt on one knee to plead with Silas, “Mr. Faulkner, please take good

patted his shoulder and flashed him a reassuring look before

his head down and remained silent when he was carried onto the military vehicle in his wheelchair. As the rain was still pouring, his clothes and hair were drenched. His face was pale as

mirror as the military vehicle drove away from it gradually. He felt the throbbing pain in his heart when he caught sight of the

about ninety of them, and all were

were used to accepting everything silently. Undeniably, they had no choice but to bear with it