She knew, those immensely powerful figures were just toying with Eva Nightingale, now only after a comfortable sleep.
Afterwards, they would ruthlessly discard her like trash!
Thinking this, Isabelle Nightingale dared to be so presumptuous: "Last time, I was injured by Eva! It was the sponsor backing Eva up! After hitting me once, she dared to be so arrogant!"
"Look at her, my dear friend was beaten into a pig’s head!"
This description was not exaggerated at all, honestly speaking, Albert Kingsley couldn’t recognize Peggy Carr when he first saw her!
Eva Nightingale was woken up by the noise, her whole body sore. This feeling...it was just like the aftermath of a night of passion!
Just now, did she and Lucas Knight do those unspeakable things again?
She only remembered being kissed by him, and then, she knew nothing else.
The man’s tall and straight figure stood by the vintage-style floor-to-ceiling window, and as she opened her eyes, he turned around.
"Honey! Did we do it again?" She had no adequate memory...looking at the love marks all over her, she frowned.
"If I did something to you! Do you think you’d still get out of bed?" The man casually wrapped his arm around her small waist, his large hand landing not too lightly or heavily on her seductive butt!
Little thing, what are you thinking about?
Did she know how restrained he was now?
His desire~ was too strong, possessiveness too strong, he was afraid to hurt her, so... just kissed her.
The fire that was barely suppressed was kindled again by her words!
"Baby, you’re still so charming, I’m reacting again!"
His voice sounded by her ear.
Eva Nightingale: "..."
Mmm, wasn’t the dark and wild emperor Lucas, known for being cold and emotionless, treating women like nothing? Your coldness and abstinence, where have they gone?
This isn’t abstinence, it’s clearly excessive indulgence.
The man gently rubbed her fuzzy head, forcibly pressing it into his embrace, giving her no chance to resist.
"Crown Prince!" Harry North greeted politely.
Lucas Knight remained silent, exuding an innate aura of a king.
He carried the woman in his arms and walked out.
Everyone was completely bewildered, eyes wide open, they hadn’t seen the Crown Prince, but first felt a wave of coldness!
Like the cold of midwinter.
Isabelle Nightingale’s eyes showed a sinister glint as she handed over the document in her hand: "Everyone look, this is Peggy’s injury report!"
Just went to the hospital.
The doctor said the nasal bone was fractured, multiple areas of facial fillers misplaced...to repair this face...at least...would cost several million...not to mention the bodily injuries!
Add all this up...it’s likely to be over ten million!
Peggy Carr was furious, holding the bandage temporarily wrapped around her face, shouting: "Eva Nightingale, pay for my medical expenses now!"
"This is what you owe me, it’s only right to pay what you owe. If you can’t pay, I’ll have someone smash your face too, dig out your nasal bone and put it on my face!"
Peggy Carr had already lost her mind.
Not caring whom she might offend.
Anyway, this face of hers, along with her beautiful bust and perky~ butt, she would go to the most high-end beauty and wellness club every month for maintenance, each treatment session costing no less than a hundred thousand, calculating this her face is so expensive!
That’s not a face, it’s a mansion, a luxury car!
How could she not be furious!
The key is...her belly just hurt, although now there’s no abnormality...but the fetus must also have problems!
Everyone else chimed in:
"Exactly, exactly, look at how miserable Peggy Carr is! Hurry up and pay the money!"