"What do you think, how should we handle these people? Hmm?"
Alexander Kingsley leaned his handsome face close to Eva Nightingale, as if letting her take charge.
His eyes were like a deep pool, unfathomable at a glance, and his whole demeanor exuded a full-fledged military roguish vibe.
"With me here, you don't need to worry."
He said this.
"..." Eva Nightingale blinked her eyes, Alexander's intense gaze made her somewhat uneasy.
She looked at him for two seconds, then averted her gaze.
Honestly, after knowing him for so long, this was the first time she saw him up close like this—a true military rogue and handsome man.
His whole being carried a bad-boy aura.
Entrusting Ella to him, Eva was completely relieved; from a young age, Ella had suffered so much, Eva truly hoped someone could care deeply for her.
To be honest, his status was exalted, almost godlike, yet he didn't mind about Ella at all, and even helped Ella deal with Albert Kingsley...
