His Eagle Eyes on Me

Indeed, it was a prince from Creolia.

"If I remember correctly, there are quite a lot of princes in the royal family of Creolia. They are not rare." Layla was not impressed, as she was a princess to her parents at home as well. Whatever she wanted, her family was more than willing to provide for her.

"Ms. Tate! How can you say that? Even if he doesn't inherit the throne, he is bound to receive an enormous inheritance! Besides, money doesn't even matter anymore given his looks... He is so handsome, Ms. Tate. Are you really not going to consider?" The assistant was absolutely enticed.

"Aren't there any other options?"

"Of course! Every one of them looks so handsome! In different ways! Various skin colors and from different countries, but they are all rich, talented and handsome! Ms. Tate, if only you can get them all..." "Pft!" Layla let a laugh escape. "Calm down. One is enough for me."

"But it's so hard to choose! Look, Ms. Tate, they are all brilliant!" The assistant simply could not decide on any of the candidates. "Maybe you can chat with them online, first. If it feels nice, you can invite them over here to the office..."

"To the office?" Noticing that the assistant simply wanted to see the handsome men herself, Layla teased, "why don't you meet all these guys for me, then?"

"Stop joking around, Ms. Tate. My brain gets stuck when I see handsome guys. Why don't you ask your friends to help?" Layla's assistant desperately wanted o go through all the handsome men in Layla's mailbox, but did not have the courage to do so.

later," Layla said, and her assistant immediately

prince really is nice. His eyes were so clear and innocent that

ahead, Ms. Tate.

finishing the work in hand, Layla opened her mailbox during lunchtime and as she clicked open a few of the emails

handsome men in her life. Her father, older brother and younger brother were all extremely good-looking and she had grown immune to handsome men; she had also seen her fair share of wealthy men. She was born and

all, there was

how much a person could spend in their life. It was like owning a house with an infinite number of rooms. One could only occupy one room at a time,

felt the sudden urge to post on social

searched for the photo of

her phone, before posting it on her social media account with the caption [my assistant says that he looks innocent.

to see the photo and commented. [Darling, are you interested

Mom, how does he look?] Layla

long as

as well. [Layla, spend more time going through your options. You don't