Love In Las Vegas
Who's Brandon?

The fake king instantly fell silent. His face looks panicked. He turned his face to the side. The man that Prince Denzel had just questioned was himself. He didn't think Prince Denzel would ask such a thing.

"I can't possibly say Brandon was killed for doing the job I was given. Once this plan is successful, I want to return to my original identity. I'd better tell you Brandon has some important business and has to leave in a few months' time" Brandon said in his heart.

"Pa, what's wrong? Why does Papa look confused? Isn't Papa usually where there's Brandon?" prince Denzel asked.

"Ehem." The fake king cleared his throat slowly to return to melt the atmosphere. "Brandon is gone."

"Go? Since when? Didn't he ever say he would never leave papa?"

"Yes, that was. He also has his own life. I can't force her to be in this palace." Brandon continued to turn his face away from him because he did not dare to look at Prince Denzel directly.

Prince Denzel doesn't want to talk much anymore. The man immediately left the room. Simultaneously, the guards on guard immediately shut the door of His Majesty's room.

"Prince!"

Prince Denzel held back his footsteps. He saw a man running towards him. In the man's hand was a white paper bag.

"Prince, I have something to say." The man caught his breath. He looked at Prince Denzel before smiling kindly. "Someone gave this to me. He asked me to give it to you directly. After I checked, there were no dangerous objects inside. There was only a piece of paper with writing that I myself did not understand what it meant."

Out of curiosity, Prince Denzel immediately took the paper bag and checked the contents inside. He opened the piece of paper and read. His eyebrows are intertwined to see the writing style that is no stranger to him.

"It's Papa's writing. Why would you write a sentence like this?" Prince Denzel looked towards the room again. The writing uses a password. Only the prince and the king know what it means.

"Prince, what's wrong? what's writing?" The man began to wonder.

"You want to know?"

"It says here that everyone can be seen there. But there is one thing that can distinguish it. From the way he wrote it. Have you ever seen a different person with the exact same writing style?"

"What mean? So who sent it? Do you know? Why should we discuss the issue of writing? What code is that?" The man was confused too.

The Denzel cast was silent. "What exactly does papa mean. Who should be distinguished for now? Why didn't you say it directly. There is no need for codes like this. I'd get dizzy if I had to play this way."

When he turned the letter over, there was another piece of writing on it. Again using a secret password. "King is only one?" confused mind.

"Prince, you still hear me?"

"I need a break!" ketus Prince Denzel to finally make the man in front of him do not talk much anymore.

The man immediately brought Prince Denzel into the room. Not to forget he brought a paper bag containing the secret letter.

From a distance, a man was watching over Prince Denzel secretly. He is a spy hired by Brandon.

"What exactly is the letter? I should be able to snatch it and read the contents inside. What if the contents of the letter endanger the whereabouts of Boss Brandon? Our grand plan could fail later."

The man immediately went away. He glanced at the bodyguards guarding the front room.

"What's wrong? The king does not want to meet anyone!" one of the guards.

"I brought the king's medicine. If you don't believe it, you can ask directly" he said with confidence.

The bodyguards looked at each other before opening the door. "Based on a fool! You are so easily fooled," he led in the heart.