She is carrying the heir of the Crown Prince. Oh my, without boasting, that's more distinguished than an ancient Empress.
Aunt Fang didn't dare to slack off: "Miss Eva Nightingale, you must be careful."
"Alright."
…
A black luxury car slowly drove in.
The car stopped, the door opened, Carla Carr, wearing military boots, stepped out!
Albert Kingsley followed behind her, like an assistant.
"Eva, I'm back! Did you miss me?" Carla Carr rushed over and hugged Eva Nightingale tightly.
"…" Carla Carr?
Wasn't she off for training?
How did she suddenly come back?
In just a few days, what could she possibly learn? How did she run back? Honestly, Eva Nightingale really hoped Carla Carr would practice and gain some skills, at least to have the ability to protect herself!
"…" Upon seeing, Carla Carr's face was directly sunburned to the point of looking like coal!
Her face had peeled off a layer of skin...
Eva Nightingale felt a bit sorry: "Carla, you've worked hard!"
