"Who do you think you are to raise your finger on me. Huh?" he asked with a gloomy face. His eyes had darkened completely with the rage that the maids wanted to run away.
But Adel had braced herself long ago. Her hands clenched into a tight fist as she looked at the man with black face.
"What are you talking about, your highness. I was only explaining to them that you did not hold my hand tightly so that it got a red mark!" she intentionally not pointed at her torn clothes and smudged lipstick but the red mark that had been left because of him.
His eyes narrowed on her face and then moved to her hands instinctively when a smile formed on her lips. His blank face and silence said it all.