Chapter 1520 - 1519: A Kiss Here

Chapter 1520: Chapter 1519: A Kiss Here

"Miss Carla is truly lucky, becoming the Admiral’s wife at such a young age."

That’s what so many people dream of!

However, Amelia Grant’s words were not praise; instead, they were thick with sarcasm.

"Let’s go, we’ll head back first." With that, Amelia strung her designer bag over her shoulder and walked away.

*

At that moment, Eva Nightingale had just stepped out of the elevator.

Because someone was too domineering and had exceedingly expert kissing skills, she quickly found herself kissed into a muddle, feeling unresolved anger in her heart. How could she let him win so easily?

Seizing the moment when she still had her wits, she immediately escaped.

With a slender figure, curves in all the right places, a slim waist and thighs, and exceedingly fair skin, her flight wasn’t quick due to wearing heels.

As a grown woman, Eva clearly knew Lucas Knight had been ignited with desire by her, and her escape was simple enough — she didn’t want to take responsibility.

No responsibility.

"Trying to run?"

With a dark face, someone stepped gracefully out of the elevator, curling his lips into a shallow smile: "Afraid I’ll... devour you?"

As he spoke, he began to step after her, appearing in rather good spirits.

"I’m glad you understand!" She didn’t want to be devoured by him, alright?

If she didn’t escape now, should she wait around to be dealt with by him?

"Stop." Seeing her speed up, he spoke with authority, his voice low, clear, magnetic, but highly commanding.

Undeniably, this man exuded a noble aura inherent to him.

Eva’s feet seemed rooted to the spot, standing still, and then his broad hand swept over her, enveloping her waist: "I’m not going to do anything to you, why so tense."

"Today... I’ll let you go..."

Eva’s eyes widened, boss, if not anything, then where is your hand resting?

Even through her clothes, Eva felt his hand was so hot!

"Young Madam, Crown Prince..." At some unknown time, the bodyguard appeared to greet them.

"Hmm?" Lucas Knight looked over.

Seemingly asking with his gaze, what’s the matter?

"Well, the Admiral’s wife just stopped by, saying she’s here to see the Young Madam, so we’ve come to notify you." The bodyguard answered.

"Carla’s here? Hurry and take me!" Eva hadn’t finished speaking before Lucas Knight assertively interrupted, "I’ll come with you."

"... Fine then." She admitted defeat, this was his territory, he’s the boss alright?

Eva stared into his deep eyes, like the vast universe, unfathomable, harboring danger, his gaze seemingly saying she had to agree even if she disagreed.

Thus, she agreed!

"A kiss here." He leaned slightly, under the watchful eyes of a dozen bodyguards, bringing his handsome face and thin lips to hers.

With those words, the little woman obediently gave him a peck.

Content, the man picked her up, stepping back into the elevator, the bodyguards following closely.

The vintage artsy tea room. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ

Carla Carr sat on a top-quality leather sofa, holding a cup of tea, with the staff already sent out to fetch Eva Nightingale.

After all, Carla is the Admiral’s wife and a friend of the Young Madam. No one dared to neglect her, so she was placed in the most luxurious VIP area.

Soon, footsteps were heard outside the door.

Following that, a staff member respectfully addressed Carla Carr: "Admiral’s wife, the Young Madam and the boss have arrived."

With those words, Eva Nightingale walked in.