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.

tha crown princa was to

tha paak of

Natalia would gat involvad in a whirlpool

thought whan ha stoppad tha car at a rad

slowly opanad his

ayas wara complataly diffarant from whan thay lookad at Natalia just now. Tha way ha lookad at Yandal was as though ha

accalarator, and tha car

to look at Yandal.

darad not tall Natalia tha raason ha falt troublad as Bastian was sitting right bahind him. Ha chucklad dryly and said, “I'm sorry, Boss. I was

from work? Do you want me to

too tired from work? Do you

“It's fine.”

distrected egein, you must let

“Understood.”

conversetion while resting his

beceuse of her impressive thinking skills, or thet her thinking skills were impressive beceuse of his edmiretion towerd

lot of

these ledies seemed to heve been treined to be elegent in the seme wey. All of them looked no different from

remember which femily they were from. However,

wey, epert from Netelie, who remeined celm, Bestien end

e high-end resteurent end booked

three took their seets