CHAPTER 64: CHAPTER 64: ALL TROUBLE STEMS FROM CARE

Lucas Knight cast a cold, sharp glance: "Hm?"

Alexander Kingsley, eager to survive, replied: "Ahem, this High General is not getting married. I am utterly loyal to the Crown Prince and dare not entertain any improper thoughts."

Lucas Knight: That’s more like it.

*

In the room at Nightfall Palace, the two women finally settled down.

Bell was incredibly awkward: "You two ladies are really great drivers."

Eva Nightingale played deaf, saying nothing.

She slipped the book into Carla Carr’s bag. Consider the book a collector’s edition gift? Hmm, wasn’t she aspiring to sleep with the High General?

She could learn a lot.

However, Eva’s movements froze for a moment.

Inside Carla Carr’s bag was an invoice stamped with an official seal.

500,000 yuan.

On the invoice, there was a line: Your service was good, take the money and live well.

"..." Did Carla Carr really sleep with Alexander Kingsley?

And then... did Alexander give her a 500,000 yuan check as a tip?

Eva picked up that 500,000 yuan check, handed it to Carla Carr, and frowned in confusion: "Carr, what’s going on here?"

Carla Carr snatched the check: "What! How could there be a check in my bag?" Besides, it was stamped with the Summer Palace’s seal.

Darn it, how shameless could Alexander Kingsley be? Treating her as a sellout? What is it to hand her an invoice!

That despicable man, Carla’s reputation took a huge hit.

She must go to demand an explanation from him. Hmph, is this how he kisses someone and then pays them?

Such an arrogant High General.

Such a generous High General.

Carla Carr and Eva slept until midnight, then Carla quietly got up and left, taking a cab to the Summer Palace.

What did Alexander Kingsley take her for?

Although she had no standing in the Carr Family, she didn’t care for his filthy money, and nothing happened between them!

Even if she were to take his money.

She’d have to make it worth that 500,000 yuan!

How many nights would she have to spend with Alexander Kingsley to earn it?

My goodness, this money came way too easy! Carla Carr went to the High General’s residence, not planning to return the money. Well, she intended for Alexander Kingsley to sleep with her, so she could rightfully claim his money!

"Alexander Kingsley, let me in quickly! If you have the guts to pay, then damn it, have the guts to sleep with me!!"

"This miss." The guard at the Summer Palace spoke harshly, "This is the High General Mansion. If you keep making trouble, don’t blame me for being rude."

The guard and the officers wore stern expressions.

Have women become so brazen these days?

But it wasn’t surprising; many women wanted to become the Admiral’s wife, and she was just one of them.

"Get Alexander Kingsley out here to see me!"

The guard, radiating a murderous aura, was about to throw Carla Carr into the stinking ditch at the back of the hill when a blue Maserati drove in.

In the driver’s seat, Albert Kingsley, with green hair sticking straight up, exuded an aura of rebellious nobility!

"Young Master!" The guards respectfully greeted.

Albert Kingsley stopped the car, opened the door, and walked over, circling Carla Carr twice: "What? Did my uncle dump you?"

"Carla Carr, let me tell you, even if your family’s ancestral tomb emitted smoke, you still wouldn’t be able to marry into the High General Mansion."

"A woman like you, vain and conceited, will never soar and become a phoenix in this lifetime."

Albert Kingsley thought of Carla Carr’s involvement with his uncle, and a wave of resentment surged in his heart.

He grabbed Carla Carr’s wrist: "Tell me clearly, have you been hooking up with my uncle this whole time?"

Carla Carr’s wrist was swollen from the grip: "So what if I was?"