“I''m in S Nation, General Jablonski, but I''d like to get back to Xendale...”


    “That''s not a problem. I''ll apany you to Xendale.” Justin sounded ever so righteous. “With me around, those b*stards


    wouldn''t dare toy a finger on you!”


    “Thank you so much, General Jablonski!” Words could not express how grateful Francesca felt. “But that ce is Erihal''s


    territory. Wouldn''t | be causing you trouble?”Copyright N?v/el/Dra/ma.Org.


    “Don''t worry. That''s not going to happen. By the way, when you gave me treatment thest time, do you remember also curing


    an autoimmune disease of a child of my old acquaintance?”


    “Yes, | do. It was that six-year-old boy with silver hair.”


    “Yes, they were visiting me that day. That boy had a very unusual disease, and because of that, he had been traveling all over


    the world to seek help from numerous doctors, yet no one could treat him. That''s why the entire family is thankful to you for


    healing the boy. My friend called me today to ask about you. He''s also watched the news and suspected that the person was


    you. Both he and his son are really concerned about you. | think you can give him a call. He''s the duke of E Nation, so he might


    be able to lend you a hand.”


    “But don''t you think I''d only be making a huge scene?”


    Deep down, Francesca felt rather uneasy, for she had never asked anyone for a favor before. If it was not for the sake of the


    orphanage, she would rather not implicate the patients.


    “Do you want to save lives?” was Justin''s only query.


    “Of course,” Francesca candidly responded.


    “Then just do it without hesitation. Also, | have a question for you, but | need you to answer me truthfully so that | can make the


    right call.”


    “Sure. Go on.”


    “What''s your rtionship with Danrique Lindberg?”


    Francesca took a moment to ponder before stating earnestly, “He''s the man | love!”


    “All right, | understand now.” Justin bobbed his head. “That means we''ll stand with Danrique to fight against the president!”


    “Yes,” Francesca said. The second she let that slip out of her mouth, she asked in surprise, “You can even do this?”


    “| suppose | could be of some help one way or another. Plus, there''s always strength in numbers, but only if you can get yourself


    more backers.”


    “Got it. Thank you for pointing it out, General Jablonski!” Francesca was overwhelmed by emotion as she spoke.


    “Go now. I''ll be right over at S Nation to pick you up.”


    “Okay.”


    After hanging up the phone, Francesca began to contact each and every person on the list in the ledger.


    “Hello? Francesco speaking. | need some help!”


    “That miracle doctor, Francesco? Is it really you? Oh, my savior, what have you gotten yourself into? How much money do you


    need? Just say the word, and I''ll wire it to you at once.”


    “Uh...” That left Francesca at a loss for words. How on earth did my public persona end up like this? | can''t believe that I''ve


    be a materialistic money-grabber in everyone''s eyes.


    “No, | don''t need money. What I need are the people''s views and support!”


    “Uh... Don''t tell me you''re that Chanaean female physician who''s also the fiancée of Erihal''s greatest warrior, Danrique Lindberg,


    in the recent rumor?”


    “That''s me!”


    “Goodness gracious! | knew it! All right. Tell me what you''d like me to do.”


    “I need you to go with me to Xendale in Erihal.”


    “When?”


    “Tomorrow.”


    “No problem. I''ll make the arrangement straightaway.”


    “You have my thanks. I''ll see you there.”


    “Okay, but will | be able to reach you at this number?”


    “Yes. Let''s keep in touch.”


    Once Francesca ended the call, she moved on to dial the next number on the list.


    Just like that, she made thirteen calls in a row. The people she contacted were all international bigwigs from around the globe,


    and the conversations they had were basically the same. All of them agreed to join Francesca in Xendale.


    Having been talking over the phone for over an hour, Francesca could not help but feel exhausted. She looked up at Anthony


    and ordered, “Book me an air ticket.”


    Anthony had yet to regain hisposure from the astonishing moment a minute ago. He took quite a while to fully register what


    was going on before nodding hastily. ‘I''ll do that right now.”