Chapter 1320: Chapter 1319: Love My Dear Wife, Love My Dear Wife!
A few hundred people?
What kind of concept is that.
She always knew he was a powerful big boss, but she never thought he was so...
The bar has always been a mixed crowd. Back when she was in Eastern Europe, she often went there. Later, she met him, and the two had a relationship that was entangled and complicated.
"Sit on the sofa, I’ll handle something and be back in a few minutes." He said, pushing Eva Nightingale onto the sofa to sit, "I’ve ordered food, it will be delivered to you soon. Eat my share too, okay?"
Before Eva had reacted, her cheek was pinched by him.
She came back to her senses again, but he had already stood up and walked out.
Eva: "...!!"
Her cheek was pinched until it hurt, a little flushed.
*
A few minutes after Lucas Knight left, a servant came with the food, greeting Eva respectfully: "Hello, Young Madam, these were sent by the boss."
Eva nodded: "Hmm. Thank you."
The person was very respectful: "No need to thank me, Young Madam. If you need anything, just call us."
Eva didn’t have any instructions, but curiously looked at the person and asked: "By the way, this bar, isn’t it owned by Lucas Knight?"
"The Imperial Palace Bar is not owned by the President, but he’s also the boss behind the scenes. Young Madam, in this Sovereign Empire, his businesses... they’re countless and impossible to count."
Everyone knew Eva was the woman personally brought by Lucas Knight, so naturally, none of them dared to show any disrespect. Everywhere was served with utmost respect.
"If Young Madam has no instructions, then I’ll take my leave." The person said, then walked out, closing the cumbersome and heavy door of the private room.
...
Lucas Knight dealt with many people at the hotel. The information Harry North gathered was related to Francesca Lewis and had a big connection to the Morgan Family. That mother and daughter of the Morgan Family were up to no good.
Because Francesca Lewis had kept a hand, she didn’t let Ava Morgan directly intervene and had sent her back early.
When the situation was exposed, she left the scene early, thinking leaving beforehand would be fine. Who knew Francesca Lewis’s plans were too low-level and quickly uncovered.
Lucas Knight had no intention of letting those who hurt Eva off, thus, upon arriving at the bar, he went out to make calls and handle the situation.
He protected her extremely well throughout, not letting her get even a tiniest bit hurt, but unfortunately... she got hurt!
She didn’t know how much he ached for her.
Meanwhile, at the entrance of the bar, parked a pure black Range Rover luxury car.
Douglas Grant got off the car and walked straight into the bar.
"CEO, you’re here!"
"Hmm." Douglas Grant nodded, saying, "Take me to the Crown Prince’s private room."
"Yes." The subordinate nodded and led Douglas Grant to the private room.
Pushing open the cumbersome and heavy door, he saw Eva sitting beside Lucas Knight, the man holding something to feed her.
Douglas Grant: "... Ahem, ahem, bad timing." Eating this dog food!
"My wife is injured, feeding her is normal." Lucas Knight glanced at the newcomer, then calmly withdrew his gaze, placing his warm sight on Eva’s face, "Good, eat more."
Eva: "Hmm."
To be honest, she was indeed a bit hungry, because it was her right hand that was hurt, pierced by a lot of glass at the time, now wrapped in bandages and unable to move, she couldn’t hold chopsticks at all.
"Crown Prince, where did you find her?" Douglas naturally recognized Eva and was stunned, directly asking.
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