Mistaking A Magnate For A Male Escort – Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort chapter 2250

Chapter 2250

But later, her father died of poison, and the forensic doctor insisted that it was bitten by a poisonous snake. She just lost her loved ones and lost her mind. Wanting to seek revenge from Francesca…

Now it seemed that she had been used by others. Moreover, there must be something else behind the death of his father!

“The previous forensic doctor should have been arranged a long time ago.” William reminded, “If Miss Hazel doesn’t believe it, you can ask a trustworthy forensic doctor to do another test, but…”

“But what?” Hazel came back to her senses and hurriedly asked.

“I’m afraid it’s too late,” William said, frowning.

Hazel was shocked, and hurriedly took out her mobile phone to call her assistant: “Go to the police station immediately to get back my father’s body, hurry up!”

“Yes.” The assistant went to do it immediately.

“Your Highness, I have to go back.” Hazel glanced at William and left quickly.

William looked at her back and knew that his plan had succeeded.

Sloan came over and asked, “Your Highness, what do you mean, in order to avoid Ms.Hazel’s re-examination, they will deal with Mr.Atkinson’s body in advance?”

“Yes.” William nodded, “I’m afraid it’s too late for her to go back now.”

“Then what should we do?” Sloan was anxious, “Will she still trust us?”

“Of course.” William smiled, “The more the other party tries to hide it, the more it means there is a problem.”

“I see.” Sloan suddenly realized.

“Okay, let’s go back.” William knew that he had succeeded in the first step. As long as Hazel believed in him, Francesca would be saved…

Sloan drove back to the castle himself.

In the car, Monica covered William with a thin blanket, but William sighed: “I don’t know how Francesca is doing inside, whether she has been abused.”

“They shouldn’t dare?” Monica comforted, “After all, Mr.Lindberg, If he appeared, they wouldn’t be afraid that he would come back to settle accounts? Besides, Ms.Felch is not someone who can suffer.”

“That’s true.” William smiled.

“Beep…” At this moment, William’s cell phone rang suddenly, Monica hurriedly handed it to him, he answered the call, and directly turned on the speakerphone, “Miss Hazel!”

“I just received a call…” Hazel said in a low voice, “They have cremated my father’s body.”

“Sorry, I should have reminded you earlier.” William apologized softly.

“It seems that the real murderer who killed my father was the President’s wife.” Hazel had now come to her senses, “She deliberately used my father’s death to convict Francesca, and then used Francesca to lure Mr.Lindberg and could kill Mr.Lindberg!”

“You finally understand.” William was relieved, “Don’t be someone else’s pawn.”

“Yes, I understood…” Hazel’s voice was sad and angry, “All these years, Have I been used by her less? I have swallowed my anger again and again, and this is what I got in return…”

“So, you have to fight back.” William persuaded in a deep voice, “Now, you help Francesca. Helping Mr. Lindberg!”

“I know.” Hazel smiled bitterly, “His Highness, Francesca is lucky to have such a good friend like you!”

“It is also his blessing that Mr. Lindberg has such a good assistant like you.” Prince William said meaningfully, “I think the reason why he chose you to go to M Nation with him was not only out of trust, but also out of protection!” Hearing these words, Hazel Suddenly shocked…

That’s right, Danrique should have taken Harrier to M Nation back then, but he didn’t. Instead, he took her and let Harrier go to H City… She always thought that Danrique couldn’t trust Harrier.

It was only now that she understood that she might have known for a long time that someone was going to turn against him this time, and those who follow him to M Nation could stay out of it.

If her father hadn’t followed other people’s ways and been used by others, their Atkinson family, could have been escaped.

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