novelraw Chapter 611 - 609: The Ridiculously Wealthy Man
Chapter 611 - 609: The Ridiculously Wealthy Man
"Stop crying, hmm?" He whispered in her ear."Don’t cry, little woman, or my heart will ache, hmm?"
His eyes were tinged with cold fury.
Eva Nightingale pursed her red lips, pushed him away, and decided to ignore him.
Who knew, after taking two steps forward, she’d realize she couldn’t move and had to lean against the wall.
"Be good, listen?" The man slightly curled his lips, walked over, and grabbed her with his large hand.
Her small hand fell into the man’s palm.
"Don’t run, you can’t escape! Hmm?" He lowered his gaze, and his deep eyes were a vivid crimson.
"..." Eva was warmed by his embrace!
Because Eva lacked strength, she could only obediently nestle in his arms. She had to admit, lying in his embrace now felt truly warm.
*
Restaurant.
A group of people respectfully announced, "Mr. President, Miss Eva Nightingale, please take your seats."
"Hmm." Lucas Knight’s mood inexplicably improved today; usually, he didn’t respond to the maid’s words. Who knew, today was a rare exception, he agreed, and his tone was not so cold, "Everyone, leave and collect your reward."
Reward.
The maids trembled, immediately knelt on the ground, not understanding, thinking that the President meant punishment rather than reward. They thought it was like the punishment of a "cane" or something.
So, they timidly begged for forgiveness, "Mr. President... we’ve done wrong, please don’t punish us." What exactly did they do wrong, for the President to come and reward them?
Could it be because they accidentally glanced a few more times at their President’s embrace...
"Who said anything about punishing you?" Lucas Knight slightly furrowed his deep brows, laced with coldness, mysteriously austere, "I asked you to go collect your reward, not a punishment."
He’s got money to spare, and when he’s in a good mood, he rewards.
Because this group of waiters were very tactful, when greeting earlier, they included Eva Nightingale, very respectful, which pleased him.
The man curled his lips, his thin lips parted:
"Harry North, reward each person with 10 million."
Harry North: "..."
Bodyguard: "..."
Waiters: "..."
Did they hear wrong? A reward of one million each?
Although this floor of the hotel was cleared in advance, the number of people was still considerable.
Harry North was stunned, so many people, was their Crown Prince really going to reward that much money? Crown Prince, you have so much money, but that’s not how you should spend it?
Harry North wiped cold sweat, "Crown Prince, what did you just say... Harry North... wasn’t paying attention, so didn’t hear clearly!"
Honestly, Harry North thought his ears were having issues, otherwise why would their Crown Prince suddenly be so... domineering! Assertive!
Is this a reward?
This is clearly throwing money around!
Is the Crown Prince wanting to drown people in money again?
"Reward each person with 20 million."
The man spoke again, as if discussing something as ordinary as could be!
Eva Nightingale: "..." It sounds so painful! Honestly, she loves money. Previously, when framed by Isabelle Nightingale and left in dire straits, lacking money, she became terrified of poverty!
So, hearing such extravagant words from the man, Eva Nightingale felt pain in her flesh! Oh my, it’s not just flesh pain! Her heart was bleeding!
Husband dear, are you fucking wasting money too much!
In the past, it was tolerable when you threw away Eva’s big diamond ring, but now you’re rewarding money at the slightest disagreement, where’s the reward here, it’s clearly extravagance!
Eva Nightingale felt pain, everywhere hurt!
Seeing everyone stunned in shock, Lucas Knight glanced sideways, his cold sharp gaze swept across, what’s wrong, rewarding each person with 20 million, is it still not enough?