Honey, should I just swipe this 'Black Gold Diamond Card' casually at the mall?
Eva Nightingale is kind of a rascal.
With a mischievous inner thought: Honey, do you really not feel bad about this money? Crown Prince, you're truly the epitome of wealth and extravagance...
Extravagant wealth...
So lavish, Crown Prince, you're truly lavish!
So extraordinarily lavish!
Ahem, ahem, ahem.
Thinking too much, huh.
Eva Nightingale gathered her thoughts, looked at Harry North and said, "Harry, thank you, be sure to thank... thank the Crown Prince for his generosity."
Harry North paused: "Miss, the Crown Prince said you should go thank him personally." Right? He wishes he could keep Eva Nightingale in his arms every day, wherever they go, spreading their romance everywhere.
Harry North is fed up with their love display, almost getting a cavity.
"Alright."
"Miss, let's go have breakfast," Harry North suggested.
