My Fabulous Girl Boss

Chapter 1868 Fate

Francesca reclined casually on the sofa as she sipped on a cup of warm milk.

She acted no different no matter where she was. She would stand and sit languidly. She would rather lie down instead of sitting and sit instead of standing, if she had a choice.

She had no care as to how people see her. She just did whatever was comfortable.

Danrique narrowed his eyes as he watched her. His eyes gleamed as if many thoughts were racing across his mind.

After a long silence, he finally spoke. “Did you take alcohol?”

“Yes, I did,” Francesca admitted.

“Eva pushed you to take them?” Danrique inquired.

“No, I took them willingly.”

Francesca didn’t want to shift the blame onto others. Even though Eva did intend to make her drunk, her attempt failed. Francesca was the one who made the other drunk.

want to leave

Her mind was

he be furious if I told him the truth? Will he break my leg, lock me in the basement and torture me? Well, at least that’s how romance novels always go. Those alpha CEOs always resort to such measures. I recalled there was a novel I read before in which the

scary thought had Francesca

Danrique demanded

Francesca refused to answer and asked instead. “Was it

had only caught that one word in

fatale. Why would I

well?” Danrique’s expression

what happened seven years

here. I’m telling you the truth. I was still young

was an odd coincidence that I took the bullet for you. Something hit my foot, causing

though it’s cruel, I have to

bullet for me was accidental, and you had forgotten

though he had no

“That’s right.”

ecstatic. This stubborn man had finally thought things

world is so huge, and we