Chapter 1840 Returning To H City
Half a monthter…
Francesca had met Anthony at S Nation and used the hundred and twenty million medical fund to temporarily solve
the charity’s issue.
However, some of the children’s homes needed renovation, and some needed to relocate. Therefore, they still
needed arge amount of funding.
Francesca had to get the ne back as soon as possible to solve all those issues once and for all.
Still, it was no easy feat to get close to Danrique.
Just as she was racking her brain for ideas, Francesca received a call from William.
William told her that his condition was stable and that he was nning to take a trip to Zarain. Hence, he asked her
whether or not she was there.
Francesca immediately told him she was not. William expressed his disappointment at that. Right then, Robin’s
voice sounded out from the other end of the line.
“Your Highness, we’ve just received a call from Sean that they’re nning to head to Zarain’s H City tonight.”
“Tonight?” William asked. “That soon?”
“I heard that he has certain things to deal with.”
“Let’s leave tonight to meet him there then.”
“Understood. I’ll inform Sean about your decision.”
Just as William said that, he asked Francesca, “Francesca, where are you? Why don’t Ie to you once I’m done
with my matters?”
“It’s fine. I’m about to head to Zarain,” Francesca quickly said.
The opportunity had shown itself. If she met with William, then she would be able to meet with Danrique.
“That’s great!”
“You should make arrangements for your affairs first. Once I’m there, I’ll call you again.”
“Okay.”
After the call ended, Francesca instantly made arrangements for her trip back to Zarain.
Anthony was worried sick about her condition, and he reminded her, “Francesca, although the children’s home’s
matters are important, you have to take care of yourself first. You’ve suffered such a grievous injury, it’s best that
you undergo the surgery first.”
“This is a good chance. They’re in Zarain, and William’s there. I’ll be able to get close to Danrique again. If I miss
this chance, I don’t know when else I’ll be able to get that ne back.”
Francesca was packing her bag while talking to Anthony.
“But…”
“Don’t be so naggy,” Francesca cut him off. “Book the earliest flight avable to H City.”
“All right.” Anthony went to work on it immediately. “I’lle with you so that we’ll be able to take care of each
other. Moreover, I want to keep an eye on you. Once you get the ne back, you have to go for the surgery
right away.”
“It’s not that I don’t want to undergo surgery but that I don’t know which surgeon to go for,” Francesca muttered as
she held her head. “It feels like I know someone suitable for the job, but I just can’t remember who that is.”
“Could it be that it’s your master, Dr. Felch?”
Perhaps Anthony was the one who knew Francesca best.
“My master…” Francesca froze as a familiar figure shed past her mind. At the same time, a kind voice rang in
her head, “Ce, we have to have a good foundation of medical knowledge before we can begin treating others…”
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“Francesca. Francesca!”
Anthony had to call her a few times before Francesca returned to her senses. She then frowned and said, “I now
remember my master, but I can’t remember where he’s at.”
Before she could finish her sentence, a pang of intense pain came from the back of her head. Instantly, Francesca
held her head and paled drastically.
“Let’s talk about this after retrieving the ne. I can only deal with my personal matters in peace after settling
the children’s home’s issues.”
Didn’t you tell me that Dr. Felch’s in Phoenix City? Do you want me to ask him toe?” Anthony was still worried.
“Phoenix City is such a big ce, so how are you going to find him?” Francesca huffed. “Moreover, I recall that my
master’s upset with me. I’m afraid he’d be unhappy if you were to ask him toe to me.”
“Then…”
“You don’t need to bother yourself with this. I have my own ns,” Francesca interrupted. “Book the flight tickets
first so that we can go back to H City as soon as possible.”
“All right, I got it.”
Anthony went to do as she asked.q