The Affair With Prince Bastard
Plan

The two feet of Carnation stepped back and forth from his room. After successfully breaking free from Ethan's grip he was finally able to get out without waking the man up.

The hunger that was wrapped around his stomach made Carnations forced out of the room because he could not have the waiter deliver there, could have excited this palace.

"Darling, are you awake?"

Anyelir's leg movements stopped hearing someone's voice from behind his body, the girl in a knee-length floral dress stiffened when she saw the sweet smile that was imprinted by the man who became his fiancee.

"Where are you going, hm? Why is your face so pale, don't you sleep well?" Say again. His big hand outstretched rubbing one cheek belonging to Carnation, still with a deathly smile that once managed to make him take the wrong decision.

Perhaps if he does not know how rotten Erlan Al-Faruq, Anyelir will feel loved and coveted by this man. Most likely he will soon forget his first love, but after knowing all the sweetness Erlan showed was mere manipulation, Anyelir was sick of seeing it. It's too bad he stuffed the shoes he wore on this fucking guy's mouth.

"I just feel hungry, maybe because it's my face pale." Legs lightly.

Carnations immediately dodged, even Erlan's hand that had rubbed his face was seen floating in the air. The man seemed to be chuckling, the sweet smile that had been displayed had turned into a small grin. His eyes continue to lead to the rear body of the carnation, focused on the two legs of the princess who is currently not closed when usually always hidden.

Erlan wiped her lower lip with her thumb, before she followed the steps of the Carnation that headed towards the dining room.

While in the room, Ethan looks squirming. His black eyes narrowed, his hands fumbled to look for something but it was a pity that he found nothing.

"Damn, he left me!"

Ethan rushes to his feet and runs towards the door of the room, but he hasn't had time to open it yet the man is back to his own folly. Luckily he had not had time to open the door, if his brain did not think fast surely he and Carnation would get into trouble.

With her condition still not fully fit after falling asleep on the princess' lap, Ethan walks towards the balcony kamat, his eyes looking around before he cosplayed into a stealth spider.

On the other hand, Margaret was seen pacing around in her room. The woman in a black dress with a low cleavage looked impatient when the person she was contacting at this time did not receive her call.

"Gosh, where have you been, asshole?!" He nodded with a stifled voice.

"Don't explain anything, damn it. Now do your job properly if you still want to enjoy the women in this world!" Marguerite's fizz heard the eyeballs moving as if watching around.

"Ah well, it has already started. Is the plan still the same? Can I taste it a little later?" Laughter rang out from across the phone, the person Margaret was calling sounded happy and impatient like her.

"Whatever you do to him I don't care. Provided that get rid of him as weathered as possible not to die a trace, make the incident as natural as possible. You're not stupid for doing that, are you?"

The laughter of the person Margaret was calling back was heard, she looked so happy and was already preparing to accept the task she had been waiting for. Yes although this was not the first task of Margaret but she was really impatient.

"Ah... Margaret I missed you. Can we meet after I finish?"

Margaret's turn was a chuckle, a laugh that sounded trivial and cynical.

"I am the future Empress Al-Faruq, I don't want to have any more business with you after everything is done. Well done, I won't hesitate to eliminate you if I fail!"

Without further ado Margaret immediately turned off her phone, she squeezed it tightly, her pretty face hardened, the woman was holding back her anger.

"I will be the Empress, neither the old woman nor you Princess Carnation!" He murmured full of ambition.

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