Eva Nightingale’s phone rang, it was a text message: Hurry back to Nightfall Palace, Bell is in my hands, whether you can save her depends entirely on you.
Eva saw it! The phone screen went black automatically, three seconds later, a page popped up: Truth or Dare, about to start.
Bell, has something happened to Bell?
Eva couldn’t care less about playing games, tossed the ’broken’ phone on the table, and immediately got up and rushed out.
Harry North stood outside the door and spoke politely, "Miss Nightingale, the Crown Prince is working and cannot be disturbed."
Eva frowned slightly, that made sense.
But what else could Eva do? Something had happened to Bell, and now the Nightingale Family and the Grant Family were her enemies; she had no choice but to seek help from Lucas Knight.
To ask him to help her.
She didn’t know who had sent that text message.
Eva felt uneasy in her heart, so worried, hopefully, nothing bad would happen to Bell.
"Miss Nightingale, please leave."
Two rows of bodyguards in black stood at the door, their tone cold and severe, as if their eyes could kill Eva.
This damn woman has nerves of steel.
Does she know or not that their big BOSS hates being disturbed the most when he’s busy?
And most importantly, today, the Crown Prince is in an extremely bad mood.
The commotion outside had already alerted the honorable and mysterious man inside the room.
Only to hear, a cold voice came through the crack of the door: "Come in!"
Harry was the first to be stunned, originally thinking that Miss Nightingale would be ruthlessly driven away!
But unexpectedly, that big character, actually let her in.
After so long, Harry still couldn’t get over it, where had their usually aloof and ascetic Emperor Lucas gone?
The office was very large, extremely luxurious.
The whole room carried a sense of coldness, making one shiver unconsciously, cold.
Since their marriage, it was the first time Eva felt, Lucas Knight could be so cold, so cold.
She walked over slowly.
She saw the man’s fair and slender hands, holding a thick document, looking at it attentively, completely ignoring her presence.
The temperature in the room got even lower.
Eva bit her lip, her small face that could fit in a palm appeared somewhat innocent, his status was so honorable... what should she call him, Crown Prince, or husband?
The title husband just felt awkward now; those people looked like they couldn’t wait to kill her.
"Husband." She thought for a long time, and still said it, her voice soft and tender.
"Mm." The busy man suddenly paused his movements, putting down the document in his hand.
He was such an ascetic person.
In front of her, he really couldn’t resist for a few minutes, her one soft ’husband’ could make him soften.
Originally today, his mood was down to the extreme.
One was Sebastian Yansford, later, there was also Douglas Grant, and all these men were related to her.
Their relationships were inseparably linked.
If he could be in a good mood, that would really be a miracle.
Therefore, he hadn’t gone to see her all day, locking himself in the study! Neither eating nor drinking.
Earlier, both Harry and the bodyguards thought the big boss would angrily throw Eva out...
The man extended his long arm, motioning for her to come into his embrace.
Eva pouted, walked over, and was scooped into his arms, for some reason, today he seemed like a different person, so cold, so cold, suddenly a bit distant from her.
This inexplicable feeling made her uneasy.
As she just got beside the man, she was picked up into his arms by his long hands, her whole body lifted up.