Whirlwind Marriage: My Possessive CEO's Undying Pampering Chapter 82: The Wife-Protecting Maniac Is Online

"Look, had enough." Alexander Kingsley withdrew his gaze.

He had a feeling that if he kept looking, the Crown Prince would gouge out his eyes!

"Hmm." Lucas Knight’s voice was very cold. He took off his coat and wrapped it tightly around Eva Nightingale’s ankle, and then held her closer, tightening his grip.

What is Alexander Kingsley looking at—

This is his woman, what business does Alexander Kingsley have getting involved?!

"Crown Prince, I wasn’t looking at her, I was looking at you." After all, the Crown Prince should know, he likes him, in that way.

Alexander Kingsley joked, sort of.

Lucas Knight’s thin lips parted slightly, his voice cold, "Admiral, you’ll never straighten out in this lifeti."

"..." Alexander Kingsley replied, "What’s wrong with staying bent!"

After all, at this mont looking at Lucas Knight’s chiseled face, he felt a warmth inside. The Crown Prince’s good looks, simply srizing and addictive, the kind you want to keep seeing.

And it seed, Alexander Kingsley had a reaction.

Lucas Knight’s handso face showed a trace of devilish mischief: "Admiral, I should accompany my wife to rest now, I don’t plan on keeping you tonight."

"Aunt Fang, see the guest out."

The Crown Prince has already issued an order to leave.

Alexander Kingsley went downstairs with a strong sense of bitterness, and that Big Boss had actually ordered him to go to the Nightfall Palace to find a Boy.

Downstairs in the castle, Aunt Fang lethargically saw Alexander Kingsley off.

"Admiral, the Crown Prince said, he doesn’t want to see you for half a month..."

Aunt Fang handed a card to Alexander Kingsley and continued, "Admiral, the Crown Prince probably truly has no interest in you."

Aunt Fang has seen a lot in her days, hasn’t she?

Admiral Alexander Kingsley, being thrown out by the Crown Prince, probably ans it’s over.

Cough, cough.

Admiral, can’t you see, the Crown Prince is still holding a woman in his arms?

The once-famous Admiral in the military district, how co he happened to fall ’under’ the Crown Prince?

Moreover, Alexander Kingsley, Admiral, you’re so handso, how did you just suddenly turn bent!!

Such a waste of your peerless handso face.

Alexander Kingsley’s expression was somber, clutching the card in his hand: "What’s this?"

Aunt Fang answered, "This is the Nightfall Palace’s supre VIP card, the Crown Prince implies you should go find a Money boy."

Alexander Kingsley: "—"

Money boy?

Pausing for a mont, frowning, Alexander Kingsley got in the car and remained silent throughout, as Deputy Li drove while feeling a chill inside the car.

About half an hour later, the car stopped in front of the Nightfall Palace building.

Deputy Li got out of the car, politely saying, "Admiral, you, you should go in."

"The Boys in this club, their looks aren’t any less srizing than those young idols in the entertainnt industry."

The Deputy was entirely teasing, wasn’t he?

Admiral, holding Carla Carr last ti, the two of them looked incredibly intimate.

So how co tonight, the Admiral offended the Crown Prince again?

However, the treatnt of soone so favored is different, even the Crown Prince’s punishnt is such a ’nice job’.

The Deputy coughed twice, "Admiral, do you prefer top, or bottom? So I can prepare for you..."

"Shut up." Alexander Kingsley had never been this embarrassed.

No matter how the Crown Prince punished him, he was willing, but now even a Deputy was climbing over his head?

Did he have no Admiral’s dignity anymore?

"Admiral, I was wrong, I’m wrong." The Deputy’s survival instinct was strong, as offending the Admiral bore no good fruit.

Alexander Kingsley couldn’t be bothered with him, walking into the Nightfall Palace with a cold face.

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