"According to that lord, His Highness Damian is extremely fond of women."
"If you go, my lady, you'll have him utterly bewitched!"
"When the time comes, just whisper a few words in his ear, and I'll be able to step onto Central Island and climb the ranks!"
Right now, Walter wasn't the least bit troubled about being cuckolded; on the contrary, he was full of hope for the future.
"You bastard~"
The young woman shot Walter a glare as he grinned like an idiot, cursing him softly under her breath.
But in her tone, there was clearly a hint of anticipation, too.
If she could really enchant His Highness…
She could soar to the top and be the phoenix on the branch!
Walter?
Who cares about Walter?
She didn't have a husband; at most, he was just her late ex.
At this moment.
The Lord and Lady of the Island—neither had any idea what the other was thinking.
