"With Eastern Europe’s forces clashing with ours, it could really turn into a bloody mess. So, Admiral, I genuinely don’t want the Crown Prince to get involved over a woman..."

"I understand." Alexander Kingsley interrupted him, "Harry, I know you’re looking out for him, and I want the best for him too. I’m currently on a business trip to Northern Europe, I’ll be back in a few days and will persuade the Crown Prince to let her go."

Alexander Kingsley still remembers that night three years ago, when he got to the cruise ship and heard from the maid that Eva Nightingale had fallen into the sea. That night, he and Harry searched like madmen without finding a trace of her, feeling utterly helpless for the first time.

It was because he couldn’t save Eva back then that he felt guilty towards her and towards Lucas Knight.

As the saying goes, dead men tell no tales and there’s only one Eva Nightingale; no one can replace her. Alexander vaguely remembers her beautiful big eyes, seemingly electric. The woman Harry spoke of at most just looks like her, right?

After chatting with Harry for a while, Alexander considerately asked him to take good care of the Boss before hanging up the phone.

...

Harry stared blankly at the phone that had been hung up.

The Admiral, too, was long-suffering, finally set straight by someone, only to become a bachelor again, the woman ran away!

Asking him to persuade the Crown Prince not to be too obsessed, isn’t that asking too much?

"Mr. North?" The bodyguard’s voice came from behind, interrupting Harry’s thoughts, and he turned around, "What’s up?"

"Nothing..." The bodyguard took a step back, instantly standing straight, nervously added, "Mr. North, you’re really handsome."

Harry: "..."

Is this bodyguard gay!

Are there so many gays these days!

Harry’s pupils enlarged, fixing on the bodyguard, with a ’I’m normal, not gay’ look, almost saying it aloud.

However, the next second the bodyguard explained: "Don’t worry, Mr. North, I’m a normal person too, everything about my orientation is normal, it’s just the Eastern European lady said it, she said you’re super handsome."

Harry: "...So?"

So what does his being handsome have to do with that Eastern European heiress Eva Bennett?

However, the bodyguard spoke again: "So, Mr. North, the Boss wants you to go there right now..."

This sentence finally hit the nail on the head.

Harry immediately broke into a cold sweat, couldn’t help but blurt out: "Damn it, don’t scare me!" Miss Nightingale praising him for being handsome, so now the Crown Prince is summoning him right away for a reward?

This reward is no ordinary reward.

The bodyguard promptly confirmed: "I’m not lying to you, the Boss said, you must immediately rush to the mansion in the wealthy district to see him."

As soon as those words were spoken, Harry darted into the elevator like the wind, quickly disappearing from the bodyguard’s sight.

Harry had originally thought the bodyguard was joking about praising his looks, who knew there was a hidden agenda behind it? These subordinates dared to hold back information now!

He indulged in a brief two-second narcissism, his heart secretly overjoyed, then faced a storm out of nowhere. Whoever it is, you’d better wait, once I’m done being dealt with by the Crown Prince, I’ll deal with you.

That Eastern European lady too, why did you have to compliment me for no reason, don’t you know that’s going to get the Crown Prince fired up!

The elevator already arrived, Harry dashed out, got in his car, then sped off to the mansion. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

That mansion in the wealthy district was arranged by Lucas Knight for Eva Nightingale to live in.