Whirlwind Marriage: My Possessive CEO's Undying Pampering Chapter 460: Good Girl, Wife (9)

"I plan to return in a few days," Eva Nightingale said. "These days, I want to spend so ti with Lucas Knight, and then, in a few days, I’ll visit the Nightingale Family."

Eva had started to rember so things these past few days.

Things about the Nightingale Family, for instance.

But she still couldn’t recall Lucas Knight from before. Oh well, maybe it’s best not to think about it? She always felt he seed familiar. Maybe they were really sweet together in the past?

They are sweet now, anyway.

So maybe it’s best not to dwell on it?

After a few days, she’ll return to the Nightingale Family and support the Nightingale Group. She can’t let it continue to fall into decay.

By the way, she should give Bell a call later and have her co back to her side.

"Alright, Eva, I think you should also spend more ti with the President," Carla Carr supported her.

And so it was.

The two girls chatted and laughed, and soon the car arrived at Harbour Bay Residence.

The security guard at the gate respectfully opened the barrier to let Harry North’s car in.

This manor gave off a sense of solemnity right from the entrance, oppressive, luxurious yet artistic.

"Ladies, the strawberry field is just ahead," Harry said while driving. "The strawberries in this manor are very fresh, red and big, really sweet."

"Then let’s go pick so strawberries first," Eva said.

"Alright, I want to go too." The ntion of strawberries made Carla drool; she and Eva always loved strawberries and used to often arrange to go picking.

Only, this ti,

they had co to Harbour Bay Residence to pick them!

Incredible.

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Strawberry Field.

As far as the eye could see, there were red strawberries everywhere. Just the sight of them made one hungry, and it was hard to keep from drooling.

Furthermore, the air had a sweet strawberry scent, very appetizing.

But this strawberry field didn’t seem overly peaceful; it appeared quite crowded.

A few elegantly dressed won, in high heels, walked towards the strawberry field, sneering, "Oh my, what kind of people are these, coming to Harbour Bay Residence to pick strawberries? Tsk tsk, don’t so people know how lowly their status is?"

Eva and Carla stood together, looking towards the source of the voice. There were about five or six won dressed provocatively, heavily made-up, draped in jewels and jade.

Not considering the matter big enough yet, those won ordered, "Harry North, hurry up and drive those two cheap won out. I don’t want to eat strawberries they’ve looked at!"

The speaking woman was nad Bethany Knight, from the Knight Family, infamous for being spoiled and willful, often making trouble with a malicious heart, born of a mistress.

In recent years, she had just overthrown the legitimate wife and moved into the Knight Family’s residence.

However, they didn’t live at Harbour Bay Residence.

The vast Harbour Bay Residence belonged to Lucas Knight, and such branches didn’t qualify to live here.

Much less, a daughter born of a mistress.

Harry politely said, "Miss Bethany, the ones who should leave are you."

Bethany instantly flared up, cursing, "Harry, who do you think you are? Just because you’re with the Crown Prince, do you really think you’re the boss?"

"Bringing two won into Harbour Bay Residence without permission, do you know how big a cri that is?"

That woman was unreasonable and obstinate.

Harry wasn’t afraid, his tone sharp and cold, "Miss Bethany, this is the Crown Prince’s woman, the future Young Madam of the Knight Clan, the First Lady." Harry paused, "So, the ones who should leave are you."