In the evening, Eva Nightingale and Carla Carr prepared the ingredients and started on the hot pot.
The hot pot paired with some booze felt great.
But there seemed to be some noise outside the villa, like a car stopping and the engine turning off.
Carla put down her chopsticks: "I’ll go take a look."
Then Carla got up and went outside. Not long after, Eva heard a voice from outside: "Carla, let me tell you, you don’t deserve to date me, so stop dreaming and let it go!!"
Albert Kingsley, flaunting his status as a military brat, was acting like a complete fool, afraid others wouldn’t know he was the nephew of Alexander Kingsley, the Admiral of the First Special District.
Albert Kingsley shouted loudly: "Carla, you little slut, I wouldn’t even look at you."
"Peggy is way more gentle and understanding than you. It’s only right that I marry her as the Young Madam of the Kingsley Family."
Eva put down her bowl and chopsticks, unable to keep calm and enjoy the hot pot anymore, and went outside.
In the night, a flashy silver sports car was parked, and Albert Kingsley was standing there, acting like a big shot.
Carla’s temper was flaring up!!
She really wanted to hit someone!
So, she rushed over and without a word, slapped Albert Kingsley twice across the face: "Albert Kingsley, I must have been blind to take a liking to you in the past. Get lost!"
"Get as far away as you damn well can—!"
Just because he’s a Kingsley?!
Just because he flaunts the Admiral’s name and his connections with the Crown Prince, what’s he so cocky about?
Albert Kingsley had cheated, and Carla had no more good feelings for him, get it?
"You—" Albert Kingsley’s face was left burning with two stinging slaps, hurting like hell, he covered his handsome face and gritted his teeth, "Remember what you said."
"Carla, I don’t hit women, but you!"
Carla sneered: "Yeah, that’s because you can’t beat me."
Albert Kingsley: "Just you wait, I’ll bring people over to sort you out!" After angrily cursing, he got in the car and drove off.
Eva applied medicine on Carla’s hands.
"Cara, don’t bother with him anymore."
She slapped him twice, leaving her hand reddened, it looked painful.
"Boohoo—" Carla whined, "I haven’t hit enough yet, next time I’ll hit Isabelle Nightingale too."
"..." What should Eva say to that?
Carla was just a hellion, always getting into trouble!
Besides, every time at social gatherings, those young ladies always ended up screaming after getting beaten by her.
"Cara, I just want you to be okay, no more trouble, do you understand?"
She used to get injured in fights, and Eva would end up accompanying her to the hospital in the middle of the night.
"No worries." Carla shifted the topic, "I suddenly find the Crown Prince very interesting!!"
Carla: "I heard the Crown Prince is very handsome but turns out he might be gay! Always sticking with the First Special District’s Admiral, and the Admiral happens to be Albert Kingsley’s uncle... and is supposedly gay."
They say Alexander Kingsley is very handsome, and if I could hit it off with Alexander Kingsley, wouldn’t it be a piece of cake to slap Albert Kingsley in the face?
It would be unbelievably satisfying.
"Cara, then maybe you should consider the Admiral."
Eva had heard some things about him too.
But it’s known that the Admiral likes the Crown Prince!
It’s no secret in the circle!
Eva: "By the way, what does the Crown Prince look like?!"
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