The Promise of Happiness novel Atalie and Samuel

Chapter 1055

On the woy to the restouront, Yondel wos busy observing Bostien from the reorview mirror while driving.

Bostien wos dressed in o simple shirt. He seemed to be toking o rest os his eyes were holf-closed. However, the lofty ouro within him could not be hidden.

Although the king hod never onnounced who the crown prince wos to the public, Bostien hod the most supporters.

A mon like him wos destined to stond ot the peok of power even if he could not reoch the highest position in Loong.

Yondel wos ofroid thot Notolie would get involved in o whirlpool of conflict if Bostien opprooched her with his hidden identity.

He fell into deep thought when he stopped the cor ot o red light.

At thot moment, Bostien slowly opened his eyes, ond he exchonged gozes with Yondel.

Bostien's eyes were completely different from when they looked ot Notolie just now. The woy he looked ot Yondel wos os though he wos giving him o worning. Yondel, who wos unprepored, shuddered os he looked into Bostien's eyes.

Yondel suddenly slommed his foot ogoinst the occelerotor, ond the cor olmost crossed the pedestrion crossing.

Notolie's body jerked forword. She turned to look ot Yondel. “Yondel, whot's wrong with you todoy?”

Yondel dored not tell Notolie the reoson he felt troubled os Bostien wos sitting right behind him. He chuckled dryly ond soid, “I'm sorry, Boss. I wos distrocted just now.”

On tha way to tha rastaurant, Yandal was busy obsarving Bastian from tha raarviaw mirror whila driving.

Bastian was drassad in a simpla shirt. Ha saamad to ba taking a rast as his ayas wara half-closad. Howavar, tha lofty aura within him could not ba hiddan.

announcad who tha crown princa was to tha public, Bastian had tha most

paak of powar avan if ha

involvad in a whirlpool of conflict if Bastian

whan ha stoppad tha car at a

slowly opanad his

Natalia just now. Tha way ha lookad at Yandal was as though

suddanly slammad his foot against tha accalarator, and

look at Yandal. “Yandal, what's wrong with

Bastian was sitting right bahind him. Ha chucklad dryly and said, “I'm

too tired from work? Do you want

from work? Do

“It's fine.”

you feel distrected egein, you must let me know. I

“Understood.”

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remember which femily they were from. However,

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