"Eva, pay me twenty million! And then kneel and apologize to me!"
Peggy Carr’s words had just come out, and the man who had just come out of the presidential suite, his eyes darkened, pitch black.
Everyone who knew Lucas Knight knew that the big Boss was angry and was about to kill someone!
Beside him, Isabelle Nightingale chuckled, looking at Lucas Knight who didn’t say a word... This man was truly a devil in human form!
But, was he really the cold and abstinent Crown Prince as the rumors said, who never touched women?
Could they have mistaken him for someone else?
Because there was no expression on Lucas Knight’s handsome face, they thought the man had been scared by them!
Isabelle Nightingale glanced dismissively, and the next second, her eyes froze as she caught sight of the woman in Lucas Knight’s arms, it was Eva Nightingale!
Slut, even at a time , she’s still clinging to the man’s arms! How shameless!
The noisy crowd immediately shut their mouths, ever since this man appeared, they felt the oppression.
The temperature around dropped, pressing down so hard they could hardly breathe.
Harry North and a few top bodyguards politely brought a top-of-the-line swivel chair and placed it behind the man: "Sir, please sit."
The subordinates’ deference barely satisfied the man.
It’s just... these days, there are so many common folks, it’s normal they don’t recognize him.
But Eva, his baby, what did she do wrong?
Lucas Knight’s gaze was cold enough to kill! His aura noble and arrogant, as if a deity emperor above all.
In terms of ruthlessness, in terms of means...
Across the entire Sovereign Empire, who could compare to even a fraction of him?
Very well, now this bunch of bastards dared to bully his darling!
The little darling in his arms, he couldn’t bear to touch her, couldn’t bear to speak loudly to her, understand?
He used all his strength to cherish her like a treasure in his heart!
Because she is Eva... because her identity, she’s Lucas Knight’s wife, she’s his wife!
He was always vengeful, others return double, he, tenfold in return!
"Harry North, take twenty million! Give it to her!"
The man finally spoke, cold, domineering, irrefutable, a complete command!
The crowd: "..." Dumbfounded!
Harry North: "..." Still dumbfounded!
Eva: "..." Super dumbfounded!
Did she have an issue, was it an illusion?
Was it really this easy for Peggy Carr to get the twenty million? Was the big Boss too generous!
Peggy Carr regretted it, had she known it was this easy, she should have asked for more, fifty million or even a billion would do.
Finally, to Eva, she was dumbfounded as she lifted her small face from the man’s arms, looking up at his handsome jawline.
She muttered internally: Husband, why did you so easily give Peggy Carr twenty million, even if you have a lot of money, you can’t be so reckless, if you can’t spend it all, buy me something, let me help you spend it!
"Husband..." The little woman felt wronged.
It felt like being tricked by her husband, she had no choice, her husband could be a bit stupid sometimes... he was so stupid, she didn’t know how he climbed to such a prestigious position today!
"Get back, be good." The man pressed her head back into his arms.
He was so domineering, not giving the little woman a chance to speak up.
Although Harry North had many confusions, he dared not defy the Crown Prince’s wishes, so he respectfully said, "Sir, I’ll go get twenty million right away!"
+++Five minutes later+++
Peggy Carr successfully got twenty million, the white hundred-dollar bills neatly lined up in the hotel corridor.
This matter, let’s not settle it with Eva for now.
After she spends the money, she would come again to extort Eva.
However, just as Peggy Carr was about to have the money taken away, the dignified man spoke again: "The twenty million is given to you, but I never said, you can leave!"
Peggy Carr was stupefied: "..." What did it mean?
Lucas Knight curled his lips, a hint of bloodthirsty malice, ordering, "Harry North, get another two hundred million! Crush her with money!"
[Author’s note] Seeking recommendation votes, bowing in gratitude.