Though his tone was icy, extremely so, his words carried a certain indulgence.
What woman does he have?
At the charity gala, many celebrities were present, countless actresses and divas, various models, all approaching him for various reasons.
However, he was the President.
Not just any woman could get close to him.
But her.
Eva Nightingale was simply an accident, a serendipitous accident.
"Fool, do you think you're silly or not?"
Eva was startled: "Crown Prince, you could actually hear me talking?" Oh, good, the phone wasn't broken. She had been talking for so long, with him not uttering a word, she thought the phone receiver was broken!
Right, what did he just say?!
Fool? Was he cursing her!
Was he finding her silly? Indeed, he used to always dismiss her as a little-idiot, always calling her little-idiot and even little silly Eva, she really disliked it back then. Now, she felt, reluctantly, that nickname wasn't so unpleasant.
