"Ouch~" Carla Carr cried pitifully, having fallen from the window and ended up hurting all over.
Eva Nightingale got out of bed, walked toward the fluffy thing, and pulled away the black dress, revealing Carla Carr’s head.
"Carla, how did you fall from the window?" This is Lucas Knight’s exclusive room; how could Carla be here?
Moreover, this is the Presidential One Cruise. The only possibility is that Admiral Alexander Kingsley brought her here?
Carla Carr gritted her teeth in pain, her eyebrows arched, and whimpered, "Ugh, I’ve been locked up by Alexander Kingsley. I couldn’t get out, so I climbed out of the window. Oh, Eva, why are you here?"
This is a cruise ship on the sea.
Ever since that night at the bar, playing truth or dare with Alexander Kingsley and getting drunk, Carla Carr has been entangled with him!
She tangled with Alexander again today; he got annoyed and took her on the cruise. But how did Eva get here? Right! This room seems to be the Crown Prince’s?
Eva didn’t respond and pulled Carla Carr up from the carpet: "Carla, you really managed to deal with Admiral Kingsley, I’m impressed."
This Presidential One Cruise has tight security; not just anyone can come aboard.
If you’re not careful, you might be killed as a spy. Lucas Knight had just told her, so Carla and the Admiral really are playing games.
"Eva, I heard the Crown Prince is on the cruise today~~"
"Everyone says he’s super amazing... Also, they say he’ll become the President soon. Shall we sneak out and take a peek?"
"..." Eva was taken aback.
Isn’t Carla Carr supposed to be sleeping with Alexander Kingsley? Why is she now eyeing the Crown Prince?
Carla seemed to notice Eva’s confusion, smiled coyly, and said she heard that once the Crown Prince takes office, he will be the youngest and most capable President in the history of the Sovereign Empire. Many women are flocking to him.
Carla seemed to hear the rumors and sighed, "Ah, what a pity, such a high and mighty big boss, only to be admired from afar but not to be toyed with."
"Yesterday at the High General Mansion, I heard that the Crown Prince is engaged, and when he becomes the President, he’ll marry the Duke’s daughter!"
Carla heard the gossip and couldn’t keep it to herself.
"Oh~" Eva’s eyes darkened, really? Is he engaged, though? What does that make her? They have registered their marriage, after all.
The two women stayed in the room until evening, and due to Carla Carr’s presence, Eva didn’t let the makeup artist in but instead put on an exquisite and simple makeup herself.
At this time, footsteps seemed to sound outside the door.
"Eva, I... I’m going to hide under the bed." Carla moved swiftly, slipped under the bed before Eva could react, and the door opened, a pair of military boots stepped into the room with a firm stride.
Next, a pair of long, straight legs came into view.
The surrounding temperature dropped rapidly, and Eva instinctively stepped back.
The man approached step by step, pressing her against the wall, his hands on either side of her head, lowering his thin lips toward hers.
Eva remained motionless, unable to move as he firmly restrained her, then bore his "favor."
"Mmm!" The man was still as domineering and aggressive as ever, crushing her little lips a couple of times.
Eva remained motionless, as if the person being kissed wasn’t her. In the past, she would at least respond with passionate yet awkward enthusiasm.