"Master, please let me go."
Harry North kneeled on the ground in fear, he really didn’t want to go ’touring’ in Africa, didn’t want to become ’Dark’ North at all.
"Yet you still stare." Lucas Knight’s gaze was cold and indifferent. Was it really that nice to look at?
From the moment he appeared, he was fixated on those abs!
Why wouldn’t Lucas Knight’s expression be cold?
Damn it, if that little thing could stare at him like Harry North did, he wouldn’t worry so much about her running away.
Honestly, he felt was a bit cowardly, pathetic, really pathetic!
"Call Sovereign Empire over there, ask if she has eaten tonight."
"Yes." Harry North politely picked up the phone, found Aunt Fang’s number, and dialed it.
Lucas Knight sat on the sofa, and after Harry North finished the call, he came in to report: "Emperor Lucas, I got through... Aunt Fang said Miss Eva Nightingale hasn’t come home."
"..." Lucas Knight’s eyes suddenly turned colder.
She went to Clan Nightingale and hasn’t returned all day?
"Call First Special District, send someone to find her and bring her back." Lucas Knight’s voice remained cold and indifferent, "Quickly."
Harry North trembled and quickly left.
Not long after Harry North left, the door of the closed presidential suite was knocked on: "Knock knock——"
"Lucas brother, are you in?"
"I have something to tell you!"
The voice outside was soft and sweet, not unfamiliar.
Lucas Knight lifted his eyes and glanced over: "Come in."
His voice was very cold.
The woman who walked in was luxuriously dressed, wearing beautiful crystal high heels, her hair cascading in large waves over her shoulders.
Realizing the man was unhappy, not in a good mood, she lowered her head and handed a document to Lucas Knight, finally speaking:
"Lucas brother! Oh no ~ I should call you President brother, the old lady says you’re not young anymore, it’s time to get married!"
"You’re already the President now, you need a wife in name, even if you don’t want to get married, you can find a nominal wife."
Lucas Knight lowered his gaze, glanced at the documents on the table.
All photos of noblewomen from Sovereign Empire and even surrounding countries, their backgrounds, information, measurements... even the history of three generations of their ancestors.
Sure enough, they came to pressure him.
Over the years, the old lady of the Knight Family didn’t hesitate to urge him, he always ignored it, directly not bother.
Lucas Knight frowned slightly: "This President understands."
Charlotte Knight stepped forward a few steps, staring at Lucas Knight: "President brother, the old lady says there’s a grand banquet next week in Sovereign Capital, it’s your matchmaking banquet, once you’re done with your business trip, it’ll be right back to attend it!"
Lucas Knight flicked his gaze.
Swept all those document folders into the trash bin.
Then spoke: "This President understands."
Charlotte Knight was startled by him.
Why did it feel like he wasn’t happy?
He’s become President now, yet not married, how will he have heirs? Ah, the old lady is so worried!
"Lucas brother, if you don’t get married soon, I’m going to get married. If you don’t go on matchmaking, I’ll go instead!"
"You look so handsome, how can you not understand women?"
And it’s been years without him visiting the old house of the Knight Family.
No one knows the extent of his hatred for that old house!
Charlotte Knight frowned, smiling: "Surely I must have caught it from you, that’s why... at my age, no man dares to want me!"
"If you’re done talking, get out!" Lucas Knight issued an eviction order, this cousin could chat in his room all day, does she not plan to sleep?