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On the balcony, Eva Nightingale was trimming the flowers and plants with scissors, feeling quite relaxed.
She found that the Sovereign Empire was a lot more fun than Eastern Europe.
The folks in Eastern Europe only knew how to fight all day, rushing into action at the slightest disagreement; there truly wasn't much fun to be had there, plus, Eliana Beckett couldn't control her here.
Speaking of Eliana Beckett, Eva felt she was quite conflicted.
"Since when did Madam become so virtuous?" A cold voice came from behind, and Eva instinctively turned her head, just in time to see Lucas Knight.
How is he everywhere?
Wasn't he in the Sovereign Empire?!
"What brings you here?" She put away the scissors, holding a bouquet of carnations.
With a smile: "Boss, what are you holding?"
"A painting." As he spoke, Lucas Knight handed it over, his expression a bit cold, still sour over that little bun!!
That little thing, barely any age, already knows how to compete with him for women!
