"Really?"
Before Ahan could answer Layla, she was already surrounded by young men and women.
Ahan walked to a corner and leaned against a pillar as he watched everyone enjoy the party.
Perhaps he was the only one who wasn't enjoying the party, he told himself.
"Hello there," a familiar manly voice spoke, waving his hand at the silver-haired young man.
"Good evening, Your Highness," Ahan lowered his upper body, greeting the crown prince of Yurania respectfully.
Although the sight of that young man boiled his blood in anger. He was the one who instigated Princess Layla to break off her engagement and get engaged to him.
"What brings you here?" Ahan inquired, glancing at Yuden who didn't step away and stood still beside him.