Whirlwind Marriage: My Possessive CEO's Undying Pampering Chapter 672 - 671: Going to the Presidential Mansion

When finished, she saw the unparalleled handso man with a bruised forehead. What happened?

Mr. President, did you encounter an "assassin"?

Last ti, the President and the Admiral were hospitalized. After all this ti, they finally recovered, and now... a bruise on the forehead again?

That’s not right.

With the President’s skills, even professional international spies couldn’t get close to him. Moreover, Harry is always by his side for protection. The President’s forehead bruise shouldn’t be from an assassination attempt, right?

Harry is a special forces elite, very responsible, knowing his duties. His life is given by the Crown Prince, and for the safety of the Crown Prince, he would go through fire and water without hesitation!

This is sothing all the bodyguards know.

So, looking at their master’s forehead at this mont, they find it strange...

"Look again, and I’ll gouge out your eyes." The man’s cold phoenix eyes were extrely sharp, as if he had already seen through everything. Everything seed under his control, and without even turning his gaze, he knew the bodyguards were staring at his forehead.

Does it look good?

Last night this master hit a wall! Hit a wall! Is that not okay? What are you looking at? What are you looking at?

The man’s voice was chillingly cold, not at all like a joke.

The bodyguards imdiately knelt, trembling all over: "Mr. President, we dare not..." Dare not look anymore, who would still dare look? Even if given a hundred more gallant guts, they wouldn’t dare.

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Presidential Mansion.

The maids had already received the news, and breakfast was ready.

Lucas Knight intended to have breakfast with her, then depart for a business trip to City A of Country M.

"Mr. President, Miss Nightingale, please be seated." Dozens of maids stood respectfully at the door, greeting them.

Ever since their master publicly got angry at the Presidential Mansion last ti, everyone now does everything fearfully, afraid of making a mistake and being punished.

"Baby." The man just held Eva Nightingale’s small hand and affectionately called her in her ear, then sat down with her.

The maids on the side couldn’t help but widen their eyes at this scene, extrely envious!

"Eat more." His voice beca consistently cool and magnetic, extrely enchanting.

Eva just looked at him like that, to be honest, she really felt he had changed; it was that kind of feeling that he had changed, but she couldn’t specifically say how!

Throughout this al, Eva didn’t say much, just occasionally looked at him.

And he kept putting food onto her plate, afraid she’d have nothing to eat. Eva didn’t say much, just listened to him and kept eating.

He didn’t seem to have much of an appetite, just watched her eat, and seeing her eat made him happy.

After the al.

Lucas Knight got into the black luxury car, seemingly heading to the airport of the First Special District.

On the side, Harry walked to Eva and said, "Miss, the Crown Prince has arranged soone to send you back."

Harry paused and then said, "I am now taking the Crown Prince to the First Special District." Originally, we were supposed to go in the morning, but our master wanted to visit the Presidential Mansion; there were important docunts here, so the trip was delayed, which is why we are going now.

And the ti taken out was naturally to have a al with Miss Nightingale!

"Okay." Eva responded, looking at the man inside the car through the glass window.

She wanted to capture so of his expressions. Although he was usually aloof and had a strange temper, it couldn’t change the fact that he had helped her; he was really good to her.