CHAPTER 400: CHAPTER 400: AMNESIA

Eva Nightingale slept until six in the evening.

When she got up, she heard the sound of cars below the villa. As she went down, she saw a globally limited edition luxury car, a super bulletproof prombron.

Beside the bulletproof car stood dozens of bodyguards in a neat formation, looking well-trained and extremely orderly.

Harry North walked down respectfully and greeted Eva Nightingale, "Miss Nightingale."

"The Crown Prince has some matters to attend to today and may not be able to personally pick you up. I’ve come to take you to dine at the Nightfall Palace."

Harry North had just rushed back from New York upon learning that his master had severe injuries and was now returned to the First Special District Military Hospital. He had instructed Harry North to pick up Eva Nightingale for dinner.

"..." Eva Nightingale was briefly stunned, looking at Harry North, he seemed familiar, yet she didn’t remember.

How peculiar!

"Who are you?"

"..." Harry North was also taken aback for a moment. Miss Nightingale... is her mind... Oh, right, that time the Crown Prince caused a scene at the hospital, creating quite the mess. Miss Nightingale was affected, and the Crown Prince struck the dean with two punches, who knows who stopped him! Even now, Harry North is still half crippled!

Thinking about it now, his heart involuntarily sank.

"Miss Nightingale, I’m Harry North." Harry North figured Miss Nightingale might have some issues with her mind, which is why she can’t remember him! Has she forgotten his master? Perhaps it’s good because if Miss Nightingale knows about the Crown Prince being stabbed twice in the chest, which is very serious, she might feel very distressed...

Harry North felt very troubled in his heart.

As soon as the master woke up, he desperately transferred back to the country.

Meanwhile, Admiral is still lying in the hospital in New York, not knowing when he’ll recover. At best, even if recovery is swift, it would still take one or two months, right?

Harry North felt very uneasy.

His Highness was born into nobility; he was kidnapped as a child... that period of past events is better left unsaid, thinking about it just brings a dull ache to his heart.

"Miss Nightingale, would you like to get in the car?"

Harry North remained respectfully.

"Hmm?" Getting in the car? Why hasn’t the President come personally? Speaking of which, Eva Nightingale felt the President wasn’t as inaccessible as imagined; instead, it was as if there was an illusion that he treated her well.

Eva Nightingale recalled his words, "Woman, five bucks per time?" Just thinking about it made her want to laugh.

Speaking of.

How could he be so humorous?

’Woman, five bucks per time?’ Ha, this phrase seemed to carry a magical charm, surfacing in her mind from time to time.

Five bucks.

The President is really something.

Oh dear. Something’s not right!

What was she thinking? The President is so distinguished, how could she ever conceive such thoughts!

But she just foolishly and inadvertently took advantage of that man and spent the night with him, cough cough, his body was indeed impressive, slim where it need be, well-built where it should be...

Cough, cough cough cough.

Damn.

What nonsense was she thinking?

"Cough." Eva Nightingale coughed twice, "Harry North, how are you? I won’t be joining the President for dinner, thank you, and also thank him for his kind gesture."

Oh dear, thinking back on how she had troubled such a handsome man, Eva Nightingale felt unease in her heart.

Out of curiosity, she asked, "Harry North, what’s your relationship with the President?"

"Bodyguard." Harry North replied.

"Then Harry North, does the President have a girlfriend or fiancée or something?" Eva Nightingale assumed there probably was one, right? If she doesn’t inquire clearly, what if those women come looking for trouble?

She needed to find out first, have a mental preparation, and could contact Lulu whenever necessary. If those women come, let Lulu fight them off.