Peggy Carr purposely acted coyly, "Young Kingsley, if the Admiral can’t recover, then what about us..."
"If the Admiral can’t recover, does that mean you’ll become the Admiral?"
Peggy Carr said that.
Last night, they had just returned from Africa, ending their "romantic" "African tour."
As soon as they got back to the First Special District, they heard about the Admiral’s accident, and it seemed pretty serious. He’s in New York now.
Peggy Carr wanted Albert Kingsley to become the Admiral, so she could rightfully be the Admiral’s wife.
"Don’t talk nonsense," "With medical technology so advanced in New York, Uncle and the Crown Prince will be fine."
Albert Kingsley was very afraid of Alexander Kingsley.
Every time he saw Alexander Kingsley, he had to kneel.
Because Albert Kingsley was spoiled by the Kingsley Family since he was young, he was a truly spoiled "second-generation playboy," who acted recklessly and was flirtatious, always looking for women.
Only Alexander Kingsley could control him.
Of course, the Crown Prince needed no mention.
Every time Albert Kingsley saw those two masters, he would kneel. If what Peggy Carr just said were heard, Albert Kingsley would be in for it again.
Albert Kingsley scolded, "Don’t say such things next time, if Uncle hears it, it won’t just be a green top for me."
Thinking about it made Albert Kingsley angry.
Peggy Carr had really cheated, not his, he was shaking when holding that paternity test.
But Peggy Carr had a miscarriage...
Now the two of them were back together.
"Baby, come here~" Albert Kingsley said, leaning in to kiss her.
"Oh, Young Kingsley, there’s someone..." Peggy Carr said coyly.
Albert Kingsley heard this, let go of Peggy Carr, then turned his head, "Who?"
Paused for three seconds.
Albert Kingsley only then saw, it turned out to be Carla Carr. The source of thɪs content is novelꜰire.net
"Carla Carr, so it was you, shameless one?" Albert Kingsley had been kneeling to her and calling her Aunt...
But now, Uncle is not here, he was badly injured, went to New York, and who knows when he’ll be back.
So, why should Albert Kingsley kneel for her? He wished he could climb over Carla Carr’s head immediately, to get back for the green hat revenge, and this "African tour" revenge.
If he didn’t get revenge, where could Albert Kingsley’s face be?
"..." Carla Carr was half-drunk, rare calmness, and after a few seconds of silence, she suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Albert Kingsley’s collar, "What did you just say?"
Albert Kingsley and Peggy Carr...
What were they talking about...
Saying Alexander Kingsley got injured?
But, didn’t Lieutenant Lee call and say Alexander Kingsley was on a business trip? With the Crown Prince, they went to New York on a business trip...
How could he be injured?
"Albert Kingsley, you better explain it to me."
"Let go." Albert Kingsley flung her off, "Carla Carr, who the hell do you think you are? Uncle’s matters have nothing to do with you! And why the hell do you think you can trample over me again?"
"You’re just staying in the First Special District. You haven’t even married into the Summer Palace yet. The one who will marry in the future will be Peggy, not you."
Albert Kingsley’s words were still so heartless.
Oh, Carla Carr froze for a moment, looking at Peggy Carr, wearing a short skirt, showing her thighs, ready to engage with Albert Kingsley in such activities.