After accompanying the little bun for dinner, and playing with him until evening, he fell asleep hugging her.
Eva Nightingale carried him into the car and sent him to the airport, arranging for the most capable person in the family to send the Knight Family's little Crown Prince back to the Sovereign Empire.
...
Since then, more than half a month passed.
Today is the day Eliana Beckett returns to Eastern Europe.
Eva Nightingale was somewhat angry that she kidnapped the Imperial President's son without permission, and Eva released him without permission as well. She estimated that Eliana would definitely berate her harshly upon her return, and the thought alone made her feel bad.
It was midnight.
Eva Nightingale sat in a booth at the Good Vibes bar, drinking glass after glass of alcohol.
"Feeling good, huh?"
A devilishly charming voice, as seductive as a poppy flower, drifted over.
"You really want my life, huh?"
