CHAPTER 33: CHAPTER 33: TARGETING ALEXANDER KINGSLEY

Eva Nightingale only felt her throat aching as she spoke. Hmm, that man, did he come from a monastery? Why did he cover her whole body with hickeys, how much does he like her body?

"Yeah." Carla Carr was stunned, she’d heard Alexander Kingsley’s position was really high, wasn’t he a big shot next to the Imperial Crown Prince of the Sovereign Empire?

But. It’s rumored that both the Crown Prince and the Admiral seem to be gay?!

Crooked men.

Definitely crooked men, it’s not so easy to straighten them out? Crooked men, trying to straighten them is quite the challenge.

No, seems like the topic got off track, Carla Carr brought it back: "Olivia, were you really so grief-stricken that you just found any random man?"

"Olivia, is it worth it to get back at Benjamin Grant this way?"

Eva Nightingale frowned, hmm, is it worth it? Worth it. That scumbag Benjamin, he deserved a big green hat.

Carla Carr, the hot-headed one, was impatient: "Quick, tell me, who is that man? I don’t oppose you finding someone, but Olivia, you need to understand, at the very least you should find someone like an empire CEO or the President, someone of that high status is worthy of you~."

Just like the domineering CEOs in novels, rich and physically strong, capable of going at it multiple times a night, got it?

Carla Carr couldn’t stand seeing her suffer a loss.

Eva Nightingale was never someone who acted casually, how did she end up so easily with a man this time...

Eva Nightingale coughed: "I~ really drank too much and randomly found a man for a one-night stand!"

"And then... he couldn’t quite make it... so..." Eva spoke as if it were true, "I gave him some Power Pills, and that’s why I was worn out like this~"

Eva Nightingale had no choice.

She couldn’t possibly say she was married now, right?

They had agreed when they got married to keep it a secret.

"What did you say?" Carla Carr couldn’t believe it, "You not only randomly found a man but a man who couldn’t perform?"

Eva Nightingale: "Yeah, he was not quite up to it!"

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Meanwhile, on the other side, the naval military base.

The man listened through the high-end Bluetooth earpiece, his face growing darker.

His deep, almond-shaped eyes narrowed slightly, exuding both an evil charm and a sense of danger.

Hmm, what did she say? Couldn’t perform? Said he... couldn’t perform.

Very well, maybe she has some misunderstanding about him? It seems like she was very dissatisfied with him before?

A fire inexplicably rose within him, burning his throat tight, and it slightly rumbled.

The repressed heat in his lower abdomen made him uncomfortable.

Harry North walked in: "Crown Prince, Dr. Meng is here." Dr. Meng followed him in to change Lucas Knight’s bandages and check his wounds.

Everything sorted.

Dr. Meng’s heart was in his throat, his face pale: "Crown Prince, why has your waist injury worsened again?"

Logically, it shouldn’t be, since the Crown Prince’s injuries were nearly healed, why did they get worse after disappearing for a few days?

"Leave." After the bandaging was done, Lucas Knight issued the order to leave.

Harry North and Dr. Meng were stunned.

Hmm, big boss is in a bad mood? The voice was so cold, like he was going to eat someone, both shuddered, and then they respectfully retreated.

And that man, sat still on the sofa, seeming to think about how to deal with her?

A woman saying a man can’t perform, that’s a blatant challenge, his face was turning black from anger.

Hmm, since she said that, when he gets back, he’ll definitely work hard, make sure she is satisfied, hmm?

Once he’s done with his work.

When he gets back, she better not cry and beg for mercy, right? Hmm, that’s how it’s decided.

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