Whirlwind Marriage: My Possessive CEO's Undying Pampering Chapter 613 - 611: Crown Prince Spends 2 Million: Whether Yo

That’s right, it seems when Harry North sees his own Crown Prince, he just feels hot... hot, so hot!

"Harry, am I good-looking?"

"To the Crown Prince, yes, very good-looking..." Harry replied.

"Has my face grown flowers?"

"To the Crown Prince, no... no it hasn’t..." answered Harry.

"Then why the hell don’t you even blink?" Is he really that good-looking? Does Harry... want to be dealt with?

"..." Harry shivered, coming back to his senses. Well, the Crown Prince is exalted, noble like a deity, a man unparalleled, dominating the Sovereign Empire, ruling with one hand, the man in control of all the lifelines of the empire. He’s the real-life exalted King, how could I possibly desecrate him!

"Crown Prince, I’ll take them to receive their rewards now." Harry dared not look at his lord again.

"Stop." Lucas Knight spoke again, "Co back after receiving the rewards..."

"..." The crowd was puzzled.

"Co back... to peel the shrimp." Actually, it’s to have them co back to be those who are shown up by affection! Shown up by affection!!

But of course, he wouldn’t say that, nor would he show it. Yet, he’s still so cunningly manipulative, even feeding his wife a al involves demonstrating affection, making others stand aside and watch!

This is simply... force-fed affection, as if saying, "You damn well better eat it, even if you don’t want to, swallow it anyway."

"Yes, Mr. President, we’ll be back shortly!" The waitstaff respectfully followed Harry out.

Instantly.

The spacious private room was left with just the two of them. Eva Nightingale still hadn’t recovered from the shock of the two million and five million dollars earlier, still feeling the pain in her wallet.

Although typically, one of her gowns costs seven figures, that amount of money is nothing in high society circles, but this wasn’t just rewarding one person...

One must know, the Nightfall Palace, just from the na you know it’s imposing, "Palace," it’s like a palace itself, extrely luxurious, it’s the largest seven-star hotel in the entire empire.

So, it’s vast, and on this floor, who knows how many service staff there are... if each one were given a reward, the total would be multiplied by N, it’s enough to drive one insane if it didn’t hurt.

"Darling..."

"Sweet baby..."

"Drink a little more..."

He patiently coaxed the little thing beside him, even personally serving her a bowl of... carp soup.

Eva was a little hungry, took it and was about to drink, but who knew, the soup brought to her lips, made her pause suddenly, her hand stiffened!

Carp soup.

Carp, a mory surged in her mind, back then, he annoyed her every day, made her angry, left her both loving and hating, but in the end, though he seed utterly bad on the surface, his actions always had her well-being in mind...

That night, she reluctantly sat at the dining table, had no appetite, felt sour inside,

In the end, he, sitting beside, didn’t say a word, picked fish at for her and put it into the bowl, took quite so ti, then brought the delicate, tender fish at to her lips, saying at the ti: Open up, like a good girl.

Back then, she only took the fish to humor him, who knew when she chewed on it, she’d realize it had no bones... he had picked them out.

As the mory swelled in her heart, she laughed, but as she laughed, tears ca to her eyes...

Joy and sorrow, two different emotions intertwined and surfaced in her heart.

"Honey, do you think they were right, hmm?" He leaned in with a devilish charm, his tone roguish, absolutely enticing.

She snapped back, puzzled: "What?" What was right or not?

"Big, right?" He curved his lips in a teasing smile, deliberately trying to provoke her.

Indeed, it made Eva’s cheeks blush.