"Miss, you are carrying the President’s baby, which is our Crown Prince’s heir, so you can’t be hungry. I’ll drive over to pick you up tonight." Harry North said politely.
Eva Nightingale agreed.
They’ve been running up and down all day, it’s exhausting. How could she not agree? It would waste their time and goodwill.
Saying this, Eva Nightingale got up and went upstairs.
After measuring that Eva Nightingale had gone upstairs, Harry North turned around, got into the car, and left with a group of bodyguards.
Time rewinds to the afternoon.
Carla Carr, drunk and dizzy, climbed out of the window and slipped away.
She always felt a clench in her heart, feeling a little uncomfortable.
During this time, Alexander Kingsley wasn’t around, and she missed him so much. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ novelFɪre.net
So, Carla Carr hailed a cab, went to the First Special District. The First Special District... Is Alexander Kingsley back yet?
The Crown Prince had already returned.
Last night, Olivia was together with the President, so speaking of which, Alexander Kingsley should be back, right?
The car had already arrived at the entrance of the First Special District and stopped.
"Miss, we’ve arrived." The driver stopped the car, looked at the grand and solemn entrance of the First Special District, and then guessed that Carla Carr’s identity was quite unusual. The driver said respectfully, "Please get off the car."
Carla Carr got off the car and paid the fare.
The First Special District, grand and solemn, with patrols everywhere, exuding a sense of nobility, elegance, and authority.
The entrance to the First Special District had several highly defensive barriers and infrared alarm systems.
Carla Carr, wearing a black lace dress and high heels, her almond-shaped eyes carrying a hint of drunkenness, yes, she was half drunk and half awake.
The security recognized her because when the Admiral was here, he personally brought her in and out every day.
Seeing Carla Carr coming, an officer on duty walked over politely and said, "Miss, please come in."
Because everyone knew that the Admiral had a special regard for Miss Carla Carr, everyone in the First Special District respected her greatly.
First Special District.
Carla Carr staggered to the entrance of the Water Moon Pavilion and looked at the elegant Water Moon Pavilion... Back then, it was at Water Moon Pavilion where she fought with Peggy Carr, Isabelle Nightingale, and Albert Kingsley and got to know him.
Carla Carr caused Isabelle Nightingale to have a miscarriage.
Of course, she didn’t gain anything good herself. During the fight, Alexander Kingsley appeared. His voice was pleasant to hear, but he was bad. As soon as he appeared, he took out a pistol and threw it on the ground, saying, "Not bad, not bad, keep fighting."
She was dumbfounded at that time.
At that glance, she admitted she was dazzled. The man wore a military uniform she didn’t recognize, black, with gold thread inlaid on the shoulders, a unique uniform of the Imperial Admiral, and he was the handsome one, with that unique military attire.
He was tall, well-built, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, like a perfect clothes hanger.
His aura was extremely outstanding, exuding a vibe that warned people to stay away.
But who was she, Carla Carr?
She wasn’t a good person; she loved to stir up trouble the most, so she hugged him directly, wrapped around his waist, and coquettishly said:
"Husband, nephew bullied me."
"Boohoo, he and those two bitches bullied me!"
At that time, she didn’t know where she got the courage, but unexpectedly, she succeeded, he smiled and helped her.
Then, he hooked his arm around her waist.