Chapter 29; Thank you my Dear Prince....

"It's okay, they won't be able to do anything so openly..." She picked up a glass of wine that was being served by the waiters.

She didn't need to taste before knowing that the wine was also drugged, her sense of smell was sharp, "hehehe..." She smiled while swirling the glass of wine before accidentally knocking a woman who was walking around carelessly.

The entire wine content splashed onto her gown, the woman felt irked as her white dress was stained with the red wine all over.

"I apologize..." Su Mao bowed her head apologetically acting like it was just an accident, she has never let anyone know she had powers and will always make people believe she knew nothing.

"What kind of apology is that? Do you know how much this dress cost?" She shrieked out like a shrew in the market and she lifted her hand to slap Su Mao but Su Yuan was faster, he caught her hand and shoved her away backward.

Su Mao gazed at her mockingly before strolling away, it was too pitiful that she was used up as a cover by her, she wouldn't let anyone notice that she knew what was going on.

Another man walked towards her as she settled at a table thinking out, "Princess.. nice to see you around." He was polite and a real gentleman, he was her age-mate and you could they matched very well.

"Yes, what can I do for you?" She inquired as she played with a black opal ring that was on the index finger with a Falcon Group Logo even one of her earrings was black opal with the Logo, you just had to see them to know who you were talking to.

"Hehehe, Princess.. can't we just have a normal chat?" The gentleman smiled warmly, in the entire hall only Su Mao was using a masquerade mask and others weren't wearing it.

"We can talk business but not here... I will look for you privately.." she said her peace of mind before walking away.

"Thank you, princess." The guy bowed his head respectfully, he didn't doubt her or know how she was gonna contact him but she knew him, the guy was from China and from a top family that dealt with the country's military affairs, the Hong family.

They had attended the same high school and junior secondary school, so she knew how to find him, and also since she was opening Falcon Group branches in Asia, she needed more connections there.

Su Yuan approached her and breezily whispered, "Mistress, I'm starting to feel weak." He was feeling like his joints were weakening and also the muscles which meant just in case of danger he might not be able to render her any assistance.

"Hehehe, that was so quick... Don't tell me your senses have gone distinct and you couldn't discern the different scents out. " She smirked while scrutinizing her surroundings.

" Mistress, you knew? Then why aren't you feeling anything? " He glanced at her worriedly while signaling the guards outside to keep a close watch.

"That can't affect me unless they use some potent ones but of which they can't manage to get a hold of. I think we need to go... it's already 10 pm." She wiggled her arm and glanced at her watch, she had promised to stay one hour or two maximum, but now one hour and thirty minutes were gone.

"All right let's go." They had just turned around to exit the hall when the Saudia Arabia Prince Jamal walked in their direction.

"Princess.." he called her with a strong Arabic accent while approaching them, he was grinning ear to ear with that huge crown lying on his head.

"Prince Jamal... I wonder why I deserve your attention!" She remarked smiling but her words were deep and sarcastic.

"Hahaha, don't you think we are a pair matched by Allah?" He responded as he took her hand and sweetly kissed the back of the hand and didn't release it. His grip was tight and kneading her hand.

"Oohhh?" She felt disgusted but she masked it with her alluring smile, people would respect you only when you have money.

He got closer and pecked her cheeks lightly before his eyes gazed into Su Mao's which were dark green.

"You got beautiful eyes!" He stretched his right hand and caressed the masquerade mask while the left hand held her right hand.

"Thank you, my Dear Prince... I need to use a washroom." She smiled at him sweetly, not that she couldn't act up but the fact that she didn't want to cause the two countries to start a fight for no reason.

There were two parts, the States President Peter Rowland and the Saudia Arabia Prince Jamal, these two sides were up to something and she could tell it wasn't something pleasant.