Lakeside Garden, Living Room.
Harry North trembled: "Crown Prince, Miss Eva Nightingale... left." Latest news.
When Harry North said this, his voice was shaking. It took him a long time to finally say the words "left".
"Bam!" A kick in mid-air came down heavily towards Harry North, with such force that you could vaguely hear the sound of bones cracking, a crunching noise.
"Cough..." A mouthful of fresh blood spurted out.
This kick definitely gave Harry North internal injuries.
"Crown Prince, calm your anger!" Seeing this, everyone knelt and pleaded in unison. Although that master didn't say a word, from his actions, it was clear he was extremely furious at this moment.
Calm his anger? Lucas Knight was already covered in frost, coldly ordering, "Intercept her."
The air seemed to be filled with gunpowder.
Little thing, why did you run for no reason?
Dare to run? He'll turn all of Eastern Europe upside-down!
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Upon boarding the yacht.
