Whirlwind Marriage: My Possessive CEO's Undying Pampering Chapter 966 - 963: Three Years Later, Bennett Clan Princess

In the suburbs, there is a grove of cherry blossoms.

For so reason, she is particularly fond of this cherry blossom grove, often visiting it at night.

She always feels an emptiness in her heart!

Eva Bennett is her na, but she finds it too cumberso, so she’s always had people call her Eva Nightingale.

"ntor."

In the cherry blossom grove stands a wooden cabin; the 29-year-old Ernest Coldwell is her ntor. For three years, her uncle and mom have frequently sent her to learn martial arts from Ernest. It started simple enough, with combat and taekwondo.

She often slacks off.

Ernest is very strict: "Don’t slack off."

It’s always this line, coupled with his serious deanor.

Eva didn’t change out of her dress, rely took off her high heels, wearing her pristine strapless gown, as she stepped into the picturesque cherry blossom grove, calling out again in front of the wooden cabin: "ntor?"

"Darn it, playing hide and seek is no fun at all!!"

"ntor, won’t you co out please!!"

Her call was once again t by silence.

In those three years, she learned combat, taekwondo, and crucial skills of the Bennett Clan, most notably mastering the use of daggers.

Ernest did teach her a few things!

As a Mafia princess, for these three years, she’s learned all things to do with trouble!!

She could be as evil as one wished her to be, as ruthless as one wished her to be.

No ordinary person could harm her in the slightest now.

Having called out for a long while without any response, she figured he was off catching snakes in the forest again!

Her ntor liked catching snakes; if he wasn’t in the cherry blossom grove, he’d go catching snakes!

*

The next day, at TK International Seven-Star Hotel.

Eva dressed casually, wearing an even more beautiful dress than yesterday, and headed to the banquet hall.

Last night she fled from the scene, went looking for Ernest, only to find he was nowhere to be found, knowing then she should head ho early to sleep.

The banquet hall was large, and she heard that at least two or three countries’ presidents were attending; she heard the most about the Z Country President.

Holding a glass of champagne, Eva was preparing to ascend the stairs but was suddenly and unexpectedly t by a tall and commanding figure at the corner.

"Thud—" A muffled sound.

Her face collided directly into a solid wall of muscle; through the thin suit, she could vaguely feel his sturdy biceps.

"Um..."

She looked up and t a pair of profound, almond-shaped eyes.

His features were deep-set, with sculpted angles, breathtakingly handso to the point of making it hard to breathe; his appearance was beyond the realm of ordinary beauty.

Because she accidentally collided with him, her champagne spilled onto his attire, soaking the fabric over his chest.

Eva: "Sorry—"

"..." Lucas Knight maintained a composed expression. For years, he had never shown interest in won, but his exceptionally cold deanor surprisingly gave Eva a second glance. Furthermore, from his lofty position, his gaze inadvertently settled on her chest.

Her strapless dress left her fair skin exposed to the air, in the sightlines, not only soft nakedness but also a discreet tattoo.

A mber of the Bennett clan?!

"No problem," Lucas Knight said calmly with two words before bypassing her and heading straight upstairs.

He didn’t know why, but at first sight, sothing about her made his heart warm.

It was a feeling he had never experienced in years!

He hadn’t expected, at a banquet in Eastern Europe, to encounter such an eye-catching woman.

However, he only spared her a few seconds then aloofly walked upstairs, leaving her with a broad, imposing back view.