At the same time.
Carla went to find Eva Nightingale and Alexander Kingsley, but didn't find them before Albert Kingsley cornered her by the cruise ship.
"What are you up to now, you rogue?" Albert Kingsley really was everywhere...
"What am I up to? You tell me," Albert Kingsley curled his lips into a smirk, pressing closely against Carla. "Let's settle the score from last time properly tonight."
Last time, Carla burned his chest with a cigarette, leaving a scar that hurt like hell, and even the second brother didn't escape unscathed, causing him not to dare react for a long time.
"Anyway, my uncle's already played with you, what's the point of pretending to be demure?" Carla, this floozy, how wild was she under my uncle?
Carla raised an eyebrow, "Well, Alexander really treats me well, he personally brought me to this banquet."
"Tell me... If you touched me, would he break your arms and legs and chop off that 'thing'?"
