"Do you understand now?" King Blake pressed her shoulder and asked her to sit down. Then he whispered a few words into her ear.
"That's the best, but I still don't want to see those people's faces. Blake, you have to protect Rory at that time." Hailee's eyes narrowed into a slit. Rory’s safety was always her concern. She had faced a lot in the past and didn’t want to lose Rory at any cost. Her life was hanging on Rory all the time.
"Hailee, go and rest first." King Blake was also concerned about Rory, but Hailee needed to calm down first. His mind was splitting in thoughts.
When Hailee returned to her room, King Blake looked at the message sent by Hunter on his mobile phone and pondered for a while.
The day before the party began, Wendy stared blankly at the dresses all over the bed. Every dress on the bed was worth a fortune.
If it were a few months ago, she would enjoy such a treatment, but now it was different.