-As she was pondering over this, her bedroom door opened, and Fred strode in.

“Has he contacted you yet?” he asked.

Rhea knew who he was referring to. “Yes, the location is correct, and we had a video call just moments ago,” she answered readily.

Although she was somewhat puzzled by what happened, she did not dare to tell Fred about it. She could not let him know that her creation was not 100% reliable.

Fred nodded in satisfaction. “Great. Make another call now.”

Rhea hesitated.

“Why? Is there a problem?” Fred asked, upset.

“No, but I just called him. Is there anything you want to ask him?” Rhea was puzzled as to why he wanted her to call him again.

“I just want to talk to him.” Fred looked at her. “Can’t I?”

nod. “Of course, you

up!” he said

made the call and tightened her grip on the wine bottle, hoping

Ross showed up on screen. A hat and a pair of glasses obstructed half

you hang

got cut off. The signal in the mountains isn’t great. Also, I think

over, and Rhea moved aside to

Ross was astonished. “Fred?”

me, Your Highness.” Fred smiled and asked, “You said you’re being followed? By whom? Were there many people? Were they

these questions. After all, Ross was the prince, and he had no right to question

“Fred, you should mind your own

sorry, Your Highness. I’m just worried about your safety.” Fred

her finger gently at

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