Eugiene softly spoke: "Crown Prince, you finally agreed to see me."
Lucas Knight lounged lazily on the sofa. Upon hearing her voice, he lifted his eyes lightly, casting a casual glance at her, just a single glance.
Eugiene’s heart soared with joy, the Crown Prince looked at her?!
He finally gave her a proper look!
Before she could recover from her delight, she heard the man’s cold and cutting tone, like a knife stabbing at her: "An eyesore."
Eugiene’s lips froze.
The Crown Prince had just looked at her dress.
This was a brand-new dress designed by the most famous designer in the Sovereign Capital, custom-made for her.
All to attract the Crown Prince’s desire.
Eugiene had specifically asked the designer to deliberately make a V-neck in the front, her cleavage was so deep, no man could resist such temptation.
How did it become an eyesore to the Crown Prince!!
"Come less if you have nothing better to do in the future." Lucas Knight’s tone was cold and merciless.
Eugiene panicked, stepping forward, wanting to throw herself into Lucas Knight’s arms.
But as she took one step, an infrared beam suddenly flashed by, her arm stinging with pain, a bloody mark appearing.
Lucas Knight had already stood up, waving his sleeve without taking anything away, leaving just like that.
"Lucas..." Eugiene was unwilling to give up, wanting to chase after him, but saw Harry North coming over, warning:
"Miss Eugiene, don’t blame us for not warning you first, our Boss isn’t someone women can approach so easily."
Harry North glanced at her bleeding hand, warning: "This is a lesson, next time it might not be so simple."
"You!" A mere assistant dared to climb over her head?!
Eugiene was seething with anger.
"You’re just a bodyguard, what right do you have to overstep your bounds with me?"
"How dare you say I’m an easy woman?"
Harry North: "Miss Eugenie, you wouldn’t want our master to see this shrewish side of you, would you?"
"No matter what, I am our boss’s assistant, always at his side helping him, while you, on the other hand, don’t even have a chance to get close to him..."
Eugiene was left speechless: "..."
Harry North wasn’t lying, Eugiene naturally knew that.
Lucas Knight—forever a name that instilled fear. A symbol of power, status, and limitless prestige.
She couldn’t afford to offend them!
Half an hour later, Lucas Knight went to the hall for a meeting, while Harry North drove Alexander Kingsley back to the First Special District.
On the way, Alexander Kingsley teased, "Assistant North, lately, your Crown Prince seems a bit off."
Harry North focused on driving, responding, "The Crown Prince suffered severe injuries, it took a full month for him to be out of danger of dying... not being normal is normal."
Alexander Kingsley laughed: "I just heard, his love affairs are blossoming lately?"
Harry North: "When hasn’t our master had blooming love affairs?"
Alexander Kingsley laughed cryptically: "I heard he has a woman?" Wasn’t that direct enough!
Alexander Kingsley was an old hand at this.
How could he possibly be easily swayed by Harry North’s words?
Harry North’s perfunctory response just now, he could easily see through it.
The two men chatted sporadically on the way home.
Meanwhile, at the Nightingale Family manor.
Valuable items were shattered all over, flower pots overturned: "Bang!"
"Damn bitch, ah ah ah, Eva Nightingale, that little wench, I hate her so much ah!"