After dinner, Lucas Knight shrugged on his coat and left.
He got in the car and instructed Harry North to drive to Nightfall Palace.
There were still two days left until the banquet, and also two days before the game at Nightfall Palace.
Harry North drove respectfully, not daring to speak the entire way.
*
Alexander Kingsley had heard that the master returned to the country and was waiting.
He had heard bits and pieces about the scandal, and everyone could see his mood was very bad.
The lighting in the private room was ambiguous.
The multicolored magnesium lights shone on the man's handsome face, making it appear even more deep and chiseled.
Alexander and the others were playing cards.
Lucas Knight sat at the head seat, legs crossed casually, in a lazy posture.
He ignored everyone, with a laptop open in front of him.
Displayed on the screen were Eva Nightingale's scandal and the video.
He stared at it for two minutes, his phoenix eyes filled with earth-shattering anger.
