CHAPTER 402: CHAPTER 402: 25 MILLION

Moreover.

Back then, Crown Prince, for some reason, picked up a hammer and smashed that 25 million A-ventador ’Lamborghini’ sports car.

So wild.

So badass.

Ahem, that 25 million Lamborghini sports car belonged to Miss Eva Nightingale. Rumor has it, it was bought by Yan Shao at an auction in New York for 25 million, in a flashy red color.

Why did Crown Prince smash it?

Jealousy, that’s why.

So, Crown Prince was pretty wild, picked up a hammer and smashed it repeatedly, soon it was completely ruined. And Crown Prince wasn’t satisfied either; he wanted that ruined car thrown into a stinking ditch...

Eventually, even Admiral Alexander Kingsley couldn’t stop him. Crown Prince got fed up with Admiral Alexander, punched him twice, and furiously cursed, "Alexander Kingsley, are you trying to rebel against me too, are you trying to seize power?"

Crown Prince was really wild.

In the end, he had blood gushing from his chest, and Admiral Alexander, worried about him, wanted to subdue him. But Crown Prince was so wild, he’d fight whoever came close, rolled up his sleeves and punched Admiral Alexander again.

So.

Admiral Alexander and Crown Prince started fighting.

The air was thick with gunpowder.

Pregnant women in the hospital were scared senseless, many fainted at the sight of blood on the floor...

The two of them fought, and both got seriously injured and passed out...

As a result.

The First Special District Military Hospital couldn’t treat them, had to fly them overnight to New York Military District Hospital.

Harry North and Lieutenant Li were kneeling in the hospital the whole time, along with the bodyguards, all on their knees, fearing the two masters wouldn’t wake up. Their hearts were so anxious, they were kneeling until the next day when Harry North and Lieutenant Li almost harmed themselves...

"Harry."

Eva’s voice brought Harry North’s thoughts back. He shivered, recalling that day, still feeling a chill.

"Miss Nightingale?"

"Hmm, is love about causing trouble?" Eva gossiped, "Come on, explain to me, how do you make trouble like this?"

Harry North was stunned.

God, if he keeps talking with Miss Nightingale, would Crown Prince cut his tongue?

Just thinking about it scared him, Harry said, "Miss, I haven’t done it, don’t know how to cause such things."

Harry wiped his sweat as he spoke.

Yeah, Eva laughed, Harry North was so outstanding, simply outstanding.

"Miss, please get in the car." Harry North politely urged, there was no choice, if he kept chatting with Miss Nightingale, Crown Prince would probably reward him with an "African tour," and by the time Harry North came back, he probably wouldn’t be Harry North anymore, but "dead North" or "African Marsh" instead.

Admiral Alexander Kingsley’s little nephew, Albert Kingsley, was rewarded with an "African tour," it’s been about a month now.

Probably when he returns.

He’d turn into black coal, wouldn’t he?

Harry North definitely doesn’t want an "African tour," he just wants to stay by Crown Prince’s side, and accompany Crown Prince.

"Harry, I’m not going." Eva always felt sleepy, wanted to sleep, "You go back on your own, greet the President for me, also, hmm, no need to come pick me up, I’ll go take a nap."

Harry had no choice.

Politely said, "Miss, I’ll come pick you up later, you take a nap first, I’ll pick you up for supper tonight."

Orders came from above.

Miss Nightingale is pregnant with twins, she can’t be left hungry, needs to eat more.