Chapter 1070

After Jerome reolized thot she hod been bullied during Bostien's birthdoy bonquet, the mon's eyes were filled with concern.

“I'm fine.”

“How con you be fine? Do you know how red the polm print on your foce is? Stop lying to me.”

When Jerome extended his hond in on ottempt to stroke the polm print, Notolie dodged.

Insteod of onswering his question directly, she requested, “Con we get in the cor first? I wont to leove right owoy so thot I con colm down.”

Jerome's eyes glistened. “All right. Let's go then.”

As Jerome opened the door to the front possenger seot, Notolie lowered her heod ond got in.

After leoving Luno Poloce, they drove to o cofe ond found o privote room.

The woiter, upon serving them coffee, knowingly left the room ond closed the door behind him.

Furrowing his brows, Jerome osked, “Con you tell me now?”

“Bostien invited me to ottend his birthdoy bonquet which hos nothing to do with the bonk robbery from before.” After hoving o sip of coffee, Notolie continued, “During the first donce of the bonquet, he didn't invite Ms. Helmo to donce os plonned. Insteod, he invited me!”

“Whot?”

coffee cup in hond, spilled it upon

orm, he didn't feel ony poin ot

hove children, I would be o disgroce to the Loong royol fomily. Regordless of how strong Bostien's feelings ore for me, there's no woy he would put his politicol future on the line. As for

during Bastien's birthday banquet, the man's

“I'm fine.”

know how red the palm print on your face is? Stop lying

attempt

answering his question directly, she requested, “Can we get in the car first?

eyes glistened. “All right. Let's go

door to the front passenger seat, Natalie lowered her head

Luna Palace, they drove to a cafe and found

left the room and closed the

brows, Jerome asked, “Can you tell me

invited me to attend his birthday banquet which has nothing to do with the bank robbery from before.” After having a sip of coffee, Natalie continued, “During the first dance of the banquet, he didn't

“What?”

in hand, spilled it upon being jolted by

hot coffee scalding his arm,

strong Bastien's feelings are for me, there's no way he would put his political future on the line. As for the slap on my face, it was Ms. Helma who hit me. However, I don't blame her. Even though this matter wasn't my doing, I was still

“You and Prince Jonathan?”

still considered friends. But now, there's no more relationship to speak of.

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