"How's your plan going?"
Regina started to relax again, leaning back on the sofa. Her charming black eyes squinted lazily as she smiled sweetly, looking very coquettish.
"Oh… It's going incredibly well," she purred. "Soon, my son will be able to get what is rightfully his."
A chuckle escaped her ruby lips, seemingly delighted by what she was thinking. Her whole demeanor screamed wicked, and it added another charm to her.
Haagenti's eyes bored on her, unmoved by this beautiful picture she created. To him, Regina's beauty is nothing but ordinary. After all, when compared to the demonesses he had encountered, what's beautiful to the human eyes would turn mediocre. If it's beauty, the demon race would top every category.
"Won't the emperor be surprised to know that the supposed second prince is still alive? He could doubt you."