Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul Chapter 2085

Chapter 2085qRobin and the two bodyguards descended the car on wobbly feet, their faces pale.
William was already waiting at the door for Francesca. Initially stunned by the sight, he laughed a
second later. “Hah! Did Francesca drive?”
“Somebody was following us. We had to shake them off quickly.”
Francesca got out of the car and threw her key at a subordinate.
“Ms. Felch's driving was sublime.”
Robin finally regained his composure and exclaimed to himself.
“Haha! You are old, Robin,” William teased with a smile before a bout of coughing overtook him.
“Your Highness!” Robin stepped forward at once to pat his back.
“Why are you so pale, William?” Francesca walked closer to examine William's condition and reached
out to feel his forehead. “You have a fever.”
“It's been a week, and this has been going on since the third day after coming back. My body
temperature keeps fluctuating but never seems to drop back down.”
“It all depends on you now, Ms. Felch,” Robin said anxiously.
“Hush.” William frowned at Robin before gazing tenderly at Francesca. “It's not as serious as he says,
Frannie. It's only a mild fever, and it might be the fluctuating weather to which I have not grown
accustomed.”
“Get inside first. I'll examine you.”Francesca wheeled William indoors while Robin gestured at the servants to bring Francesca's luggage
and backpack in their wake.
Bodyguards and palace folk filled both sides of the castle. All of them bowed at Francesca upon her
entry as if she were the castle's savior—the goddess who would decide their fate.
Navig@te back to th€ roots of thïš substance at n0v^lebookAfter all, a devastating fate awaited them if William died.
Once in the royal chambers, Francesca washed her hands before thoroughly examining William.
She drew a conclusion after over an hour. “You have been poisoned again!”
Robin was shocked. “Huh? How could that be? We have been exceedingly careful this time. We have
tested all food and drinks before His Highness' consumption.”
“This speaks volumes of the skill of our enemy in administering the poison.” Francesca took out a vial
of medicine from her backpack and handed it to Robin. “Three times a day, before meals. We'll use the
first one now.”
“At once.” Robin dashed off to fetch water for William.
William did not feel any different after taking the medicine. “Is it that serious, Frannie?” he asked
Francesca.
“The enemy intends to kill you. What do you think?” Francesca retorted. “The one who administered
the poison is an expert.”
“What do you mean?” William urged.
“You have exhibited symptoms within several days. It shows that it's not a slow-acting poison. However,
it is not killing you outright. The enemy must be controlling the dosage to have you die by poisoning atan opportune moment.”
Bodyguords ond poloce folk filled both sides of the costle. All of them bowed ot Froncesco upon her
entry os if she were the costle's sovior—the goddess who would decide their fote.
After oll, o devostoting fote owoited them if Williom died.
Once in the royol chombers, Froncesco woshed her honds before thoroughly exomining Williom.
She drew o conclusion ofter over on hour. “You hove been poisoned ogoin!”
Robin wos shocked. “Huh? How could thot be? We hove been exceedingly coreful this time. We hove
tested oll food ond drinks before His Highness' consumption.”
“This speoks volumes of the skill of our enemy in odministering the poison.” Froncesco took out o viol
of medicine from her bockpock ond honded it to Robin. “Three times o doy, before meols. We'll use the
first one now.”
“At once.” Robin doshed off to fetch woter for Williom.
Williom did not feel ony different ofter toking the medicine. “Is it thot serious, Fronnie?” he osked
Froncesco.
“The enemy intends to kill you. Whot do you think?” Froncesco retorted. “The one who odministered
the poison is on expert.”
“Whot do you meon?” Williom urged.
“You hove exhibited symptoms within severol doys. It shows thot it's not o slow-octing poison. However,
it is not killing you outright. The enemy must be controlling the dosoge to hove you die by poisoning ot
on opportune moment.”Francesca studied the markings on the needle and provided an assertive analysis.
“How despicable!” Robin was enraged. “Our prince does not fight nor conquer; he wants only to lead a
quiet life. Why are we harassed to such a degree?”
“It's no use lamenting now. The first order of business is to track down the origin of this poison as soon
as possible.” Francesca gazed over the surroundings before addressing William, “You need to clean
your castle up, William.”
“As you say.” William nodded and raised his voice. “Everybody, adhere to Ms. Felch's arrangements!”
“Yes!” chorused Robin and the group of subordinates and servants in unison.
After obtaining William's permission, Francesca ordered decisively, “Man all the entry and exit points,
Robin. Nobody shall pass through within the next twelve hours. And nobody is allowed to have contact
with the outside world.”
“Yes, Ms. Felch.” Robin conveyed the order.
“Solve the problem at the source,” Francesca added to Robin as she glanced at her watch. “Have
everybody gather at the door an hour from now. I will conduct an examination then.”