Drake's eyes brightened at the news.

"Ms. Bianca..." He fumbled, uncertain where to place his hands. Surprise and greed were evident on his face.

Bianca reassured him with a smile. "It's alright. You're older than me, after all. Think of it as the young showing respect for their elders."

He licked his lips, eager to taste the city's wine.

Taking advantage of the moment, Bianca served him food and encouraged him to eat more while smiling. His tension decreased, and his true nature emerged. He consumed his meal with less grace, audibly munching on the dishes.

Bianca frowned, her disgust more noticeable.

After three rounds of wine, Drake's caution waned. He patted his chest, assuring her, "Ms. Bianca, y- you're my savior! Hehe... I'm not one for fancy words, but I'll be there whenever you need me! I won't hesitate to help!"

"Really?" That's what she wanted to hear.

"Of course!" Drake pledged, burping. "You've been so kind to me. If I don't repay you... Hic! Can I still call myself a man?"

She smiled. "I don't actually need your help. I just

"Hmm?"

"Who is Krystal Harding?"

shook his head, sobering up

at her skeptically, heart racing. 'She doesn't resemble Krystal's foolish child.

he stood up with wide eyes, nearly

Bianca, and

are you doing?" she

doing! You're something else, changing your identity after running away and becoming some rich family's daughter? Have you forgotten

Bianca listened, stunned.

before he could cause further chaos. The intoxicated and unruly Drake

One even kicked the back of his

eyes blazed with anger. "You're an ingrate! I raised

hard to conceal. In the midst of the chaos, she signaled her bodyguards to escort her out, leaving Drake shouting from the

settled, the bodyguards escorted

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