So, Crown Prince, is your interest in Miss Eva Nightingale just a whim... or have you really fallen in love?
"Harry, who do you think would make the best First Lady in our circle?"
Harry was pulled back from his thoughts, feeling apprehensive.
Miss Charlotte Knight doesn’t know that the President already has a woman.
The relationship hasn’t been made public yet, so Harry didn’t dare to speak recklessly.
After all, given the President’s special status, any gossip or scandal could have unimaginable consequences.
"Miss! The Crown Prince has his own plans, we don’t need to worry about that."
"Don’t worry, don’t worry." Charlotte Knight laughed lightheartedly, "I’m just anxious because everyone else has someone! I don’t even have a man!"
"Harry, I don’t even dare to go to my class reunion. Those playboys, calling their partners ’wife’ all the time, how can I stay calm?"
Harry was stunned: "..." That’s true.
However, Miss is so beautiful!
Gentle and elegant, with a good family background, how come she doesn’t have a boyfriend? It shouldn’t be!
Is she being too picky?
A hotel server passed by with a tray of drinks, Charlotte Knight casually picked up a glass of champagne, took a sip, and sighed: "Actually, I’m not in a hurry. I’m just happy to be with Grandma! The main thing is my brother Lucas doesn’t come back to the old house."
Harry frowned. That’s true.
The Crown Prince hasn’t returned to the Knight Family’s old house for two whole years!
During these two years, he stayed with the military, even when he returned to the Sovereign Capital, he stayed at Platinum Castle and Nightfall Palace.
Never setting foot in the old house.
Occasionally, people were sent to invite him, but he refused every time!
No one could persuade him.
That time, the grandmother was so insistent that the Crown Prince stayed at Nightfall Palace... and the next day, when Harry went to knock on the door, he saw Miss Eva Nightingale in the Crown Prince’s room!
The bodyguards almost popped their eyes out.
Everyone thought, our master hates women so much.
Surely he would throw Miss Nightingale out of Nightfall Palace mercilessly, but unexpectedly... the two even went and got married.
"Miss, I need to go busy myself now." Said Harry.
Charlotte Knight took another sip of her drink before leaving in her high heels.
Lucas Knight sat lazily and casually at the computer desk, slender fingers holding a cigarette.
Because he couldn’t reach her, his expression was a bit displeased. More precisely, very displeased.
Just as he was about to put the lit cigarette to his lips, he extinguished it without hesitation.
Doesn’t he need to quit smoking!
Just thinking of her playful appearance, he couldn’t help but curve his lips into a charming, sly smile.
What’s going on, going on a business trip and she’s all he can think about!
She was ingrained in his mind that way.
Harry pushed the door open and reported: "Your Highness, the First Special District called in, saying they found Miss Eva Nightingale, she’s at Nightfall Palace."
Strangely, hearing the news about her inexplicably put him in a good mood.
"Keep an eye on her, don’t let anything happen to her!"
"Yes. You can rest assured." Harry replied, then politely retreated to call and give instructions over there.
Lucas Knight didn’t rest. At dawn, he changed into his formal attire, all in black, adding an aura of mysterious restraint.
He didn’t even have breakfast and went straight to a meeting.
Sitting leisurely at the head seat, not speaking, causing a group of people to sweat in anxiety, unsure where they had offended this big shot!
Oddly enough, the Sovereign Empire’s President, not only not speaking, kept curving his lips into a mischievous grin.
The usual icy, abstinent persona broke precedents... and smiled?