Lucas Knight gave a cold glance.
He simply ignored Alexander Kingsley.
Hmm, each time the Admiral would find plenty to talk about, chatting away, while he remained silent, just listening quietly.
Lucas Knight lit another top-notch Saint Laurent cigar, holding it in his mouth, lying lazily on the main seat sofa.
His posture exuded a powerful aura, like that of an emperor.
The man was enveloped in an innate air of nobility, even when not angry, there was a sense of making people steer clear.
"Your Highness~"
Alexander Kingsley called out, then continued saying, "Miss Charlotte is here!"
The Miss Charlotte that Alexander referred to was none other than the most favored Second Miss of the Knight Family: Charlotte Knight.
The Knight Clan wielded great power, with seven or eight branches at least, and an innumerable number of young masters and misses.
Each branch held significant power.
