nche Capra could hardly stand being pushed at every step of the way, she felt like everything was fake now.


    Everything and everyone was hard to trust.


    This society is so treacherous, she thought to herself, while covering her ears as tightly as she could to keep from listening to their nonsense.


    It was Francesca Jones who finally rescued her.


    He showed up just in time to shoo the gang away, and then came back to check on nche Capra – she was crouched on the ground, her hand still covering her ear, and a bandage wrapped around her head.


    Francesca Jones walks over to help her up, “What’s going on with your head?”


    “I was going to dinner with York Charlie when a stranger rushed up and smashed it with a wine ss, luckily it only hurt the skin and not the bone.” nche Capra spoke breathlessly, she had no strength now to open the door and ring the bell for the maid toe out and greet her.


    Francesca Jones frowned, “I’ll find that man for you.” Let’s see if he doesn’t get him.


    “No, what’s the point of finding this one, after this one is gone there’s the next one.”


    With that said, nche Capra suddenly fainted.


    At this time, the maid also went out to meet, saw Francesca Jones in the arms of nche Capra injured like that, face also pale as the moon, really shocked, “Mrs. this is what happened?!”


    “She was attacked while eating out, and when she came back she ran into punks who were abusive to her, she couldn’t handle it, and because she was weak, she fainted.” Francesca Jones picked up nche Capra, “Let’s go in first and talk about it, it’s cool in here.”


    “Yes, please follow me.”


    Once inside, Francesca Jones carried nche Capra upstairs to her room, he put her on the bed to lie down and asked the maid to get some hot water to wipe nche Capra’s body and face while he took refuge outside.


    While he waited in the hallway, another servant came up to bring him tea, “Thank you for saving ma’am, have some tea to warm you up.”


    “Generous, thank you.” Francesca Jones took it, a scent of roses wafted in, nche Capra carried that scent with her, it was light, not too much for her nose.


    “I don’t know what to call you.”


    “I’m Francesca, a friend of hers.” Francesca Jones knew the servant hade to help his master probe him, and he wasn’t annoyed, answering earnestly as he should.


    “I see.”


    Not long after, the bedroom door opened and the servant came out, “Mistress is still awake.”


    Francesca Jones entered the room and checked her nose and heartbeat, no abnormality was found.


    “Should just be asleep, don’t worry.”


    ording to reason, Francesca Jones should go home at thiste hour.


    But he didn’t trust nche Capra, what if someone else had ulterior motives to sneak into the vi and do something to her, he couldn’t let that happen.


    After asking the servants for permission, Francesca Jones was able to stay.


    He sat on the couch in his bedroom for the rest of the evening, not a moment when his eyes didn’t fall on nche Capra in the darkness.


    The following day, nche Capra was awakened by the noise outside, she woke with a frown and the first thing she saw was Francesca Jones sitting on the edge of her bed.


    She covered her aching head, “You’ve been here all night watching over me, haven’t you slept?”


    “I slept, you don’t have to worry about me.” The dark circles under his eyes betrayed him.


    nche Capra felt like she owed Francesca Jones more and more favors than she could ever pay back, and there was no way she could respond to the truth in his eyes.


    “Actually you don’t have to worry about me so much, I’ll protect myself.” nche Capra said this with no conviction at all.


    Francesca Jones stroked the bandage wrapped around her head, “And you say protect yourself, what is this.”


    “…”


    Unable to talk him out of it, nche Capra simply pretends she didn’t hear him as she gets out of bed, letting him go downstairs first as she does so, “I don’t think you’ve had breakfast, eat breakfast before you leave.”


    “Are you going to work at the office?” Francesca Jones asked her suddenly.


    nche Capra threw on a jacket and looked back at him, “Yes and what?”


    “Let me give you a ride to the office or I’m afraid you’ll have a hard time breaking out on your own.” The bodyguard was away for thest few days.


    What did it mean to break out?


    nche Capra was so confused by what she was hearing that experience told her something must have happened again.


    “What happened again?”


    Francesca Jones signaled the window with her eyes, allowing her to surreptitiously lift a slit in the curtain.


    nche Capra took a look and the doorway was full of reporters and paparazzi.


    She then said why all the noise.


    It had been a rough few days and it had attracted a bunch of flies for no reason, nche Capra was so annoyed that she sat down on the couch as soon as she could and closed her eyes.This material belongs to N?velDrama.Org.


    “What is it you tell me.” nche Capra asked him.


    Francesca Jones answered her truthfully, “When you went to the Field Group’s party, you got into an argument with York Charlie and Delia Field right? It was caught on camera by the paparazzi.”


    “How pervasive.” nche Capra gave a mocking look.


    She didn’t know what else the paparazzi couldn’t do.


    “What are you going to do now?” Francesca Jones took a seat next to her, they were a stone’s throw away and he stared at her, “I understand you and the Field Group just recently got together, it’s not a good time to make this kind of news.”


    nche Capra avoided his serious look and met him with a sideways nce, “You’re pretty well informed, indeed, so we can’t just do nothing.”


    “How about leaving it to me.”


    In fact, Francesca Jones was more than willing to serve nche Capra unconditionally if nche Capra said so.


    But nche Capra just didn’t want it.


    “Just walk me out.”


    Francesca Jones nodded, “That’s fine.”


    He changed into a suit to disguise himself as a bodyguard, and nche Capra put on a hat to hide the bandages before walking out.


    Reporters swarmed up like bees, “Rumor has it that you’re on bad terms with the Field Group’s daughter, Ms. Delia Field, and the reason for that is York Charlie?”


    “What was the reason for your argument the other night?”


    “It was also said that you got into your position at the Charlie Group by transferring your shares in York Charlie, was that the trigger for your breakup?”


    nche Capra looked at the reporters with an expressionless face as Francesca Jones circled space in the crowd with her hand so she could catch her breath.


    The reporters are waiting for nche Capra to answer, anxious as ants on a hot te.


    Suddenly, nche Capra hooked the corners of her mouth into a smile, “These are questions that I suggest you could ask Delia Field first, she’s a star, I’m just a businessman, don’t put the cart before the horse.”


    With that said, the driver pulled out of the garage as well, she got in with Francesca Jones and the car sped off, leaving them far behind.


    nche Capra’s statement was not intended to leave the trouble to Delia Field, and the journalists, having had their nose rubbed in nche Capra’s face, were not going to let Delia Field off the hook.


    They anticipated a fight between Delia Field and nche Capra, and had their papers ready when Delia Field’s response blew them away.


    “People misunderstand, I am a good friend with President Capra, President Capra and ourpany have recently cooperated, how can it be a love rival rtionship?” Delia Field was still the same pie in the sky, keeping a smile on her face the whole time.


    It was hard to tell that she was a rising star in the entertainment industry, no wonder some people said she was born to be an actress.


    “So your rtionship with York Charlie and her is?”


    “Oh, York Charlie and I are husband and wife now well, soon to be held a wedding, she as a friend to express blessings, and York’s things are already in the past, now are friends.”