Whirlwind Marriage: My Possessive CEO's Undying Pampering Chapter 313: Banquet (Part 9)

"Yes."

The man’s voice was full of magnetic allure, tinged with a coldness.

Everyone followed the source of the voice and looked, as a tall and straight figure ca into view.

With broad shoulders and a slim waist, the man wore a specially made black suit. Even through the clothing, his firm and sexy muscle lines were faintly visible.

He was a living clothes hanger.

The group of people stood there, dumbfounded.

My God, isn’t that the Crown Prince?

It’s the Crown Prince, the protagonist of tonight’s social gathering! The President himself! He actually admitted to ’Yes’ just now.

Is it so?

Is it really like that?

Was that special invitation really bestowed by him, giving a different kind of treatnt?

"Mr. President..." A noblewoman eagerly approached, dragging her daughter, "Mr. President... This is my daughter, she has admired you for a long ti!"

The noblewoman spoke while pushing her daughter in front of the man.

The young woman presented herself in a gentle and elegant manner: "Crown Prince."

Lucas Knight acted as if he hadn’t heard.

He walked directly to Eva Nightingale’s side, took her hand, and then spoke coldly, "Are you alright?"

Eva Nightingale shook her head, "I’m fine."

A group of won was stunned.

The Crown Prince really ca to find her? This woman?

Lucas Knight took Eva Nightingale and left.

The group of won, who felt no threat, beca even more furious and jealous!

However.

The Crown Prince had only been gone for ten seconds when Harry North arrived with dozens of black-clad bodyguards.

They blocked those won, thinking they could just leave so easily after offending the Crown Princess Consort?

As soon as Harry North arrived, he said coldly, "Either leave on your own! Or I’ll have people throw you all out!"

"..." The won trembled.

Seeing the fierce bodyguards, they were stunned! They were invited by the old lady, and now being thrown out by the bodyguards like this, isn’t that losing face?

They were hoping to et a group of army heirs and rich heirs in the banquet hall.

Can they just be driven away like this now?

"We were all invited by the old lady! What right do you, a bodyguard, have to kick us out?"

These won, truly! Don’t recognize their own good fate.

"Now let show you whether I have the right or not." Offend Miss Eva Nightingale, and you still want to have a good ti? If it weren’t for the Crown Prince’s respect for the old lady, sparing them personally, they might actually have their tongues cut out!

Harry North ordered, "Throw these won out of the estate and blacklist them." From now on, they should never be allowed to attend such upper-class events!

"Yes, Assistant Harry."

A few brawny n in black went up directly, grabbing the won, and drove them out.

However.

It was not over just by driving them out.

Instead, those four or five won were all made to kneel on the floor in unison.

"Ladies! Your statuses are noble, kneeling for a few hours in front of everyone won’t disgrace you, right? Your family’s face should be, alright, right?"

The won gritted their teeth firmly.

They regretted it to death in their hearts.

Yet they wouldn’t change their arrogant posture: "You lousy bodyguard, what are you acting so high and mighty for? Are you helping that woman because you have sothing going on with that b*tch?"

"You know our statuses are noble, why don’t you hurry up and let us get up!"

"Lousy bodyguard, you’re just a little follower next to the President! Acting all high and mighty!"

"Exactly, this lousy bodyguard must have sothing going on with that b*tch woman just now!"

They still wouldn’t nd their ways, continuing to curse.

Harry North, exuding a murderous aura, instructed the bodyguards, "Step forward and give them a good slap!"

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