Christoff looked at her but was speechless for a while. Did she regard him as a friend? Unsure, he asked again, “Are we friends now?”
Olivia looked at him firmly. “Why would I come with you if I didn’t consider you as a friend?” “You aren’t here to find Eugene?”
“My goal is to find him, but I also have to ensure my safety. Although you are annoying most of the time, my instinct tells me that you won’t hurt me, so I regard you as a friend.” Olivia looked at him with sincere eyes. Though she admitted it was not entirely true, she had to word it that way.
The man in front of her might be dangerous, and although she had an intuition that he wouldn’t hurt her, there was no guarantee that he wouldn’t hurt Eugene.
She had to ensure that Christoff wasn’t involved in this matter, and even if he was, she hoped that her words would make him waver and withdraw himself from the conspiracy. Otherwise, it would be difficult for the two of them to join hands. On the contrary, Christoff glanced at Olivia in surprise. Her words did shock him.
How could she believe him by intuition? No one had ever said such a thing to him before. Who was he? He was Christoff Stevenson, the ruler of Samuel Court. No one had ever fully trusted him, but he somehow gained the trust of a woman he had barely known for a month and got along with for less than a week.
His current feelings were indescribable. He was delighted but was also a little guilty. He wanted to erase the deceptive acts he did to her, and he even secretly promised not to lie to her anymore. This time, however…
It took a while before he found his voice again. “I’m glad you’re well aware of that. Even if I don’t like Eugene, I won’t do such a thing on the premise of hurting my friends. Let’s head out and have a look at the situation now,” he urged and tugged Olivia’s arm.
Despite that, Olivia stayed still because she didn’t want to see Eugene. “You go ahead. I’ll come back in a while.” “I’ll stay here with you, then.”
“It’s fine. I need some time alone.” Christoff then uttered, “You better stay still, then. Although you are my girlfriend now, I’m not going to save you if you throw yourself into the fire.”
Olivia glared at him and seethed, “Just mind your own business!” With a smile, he replied, “Sure. I’ll help you listen to what Eugene has to say.” With that, he left.
Olivia walked a little further by herself, found at place where no one was around, and leaned against the wall. She then fished out her phone and called Eugene. However, the call still couldn’t go through.
She took a deep breath. Although she had always been confident in Eugene’s feelings for her, she no longer had the energy to defend him anymore. She was confused.
Just then, a subdued voice came from the room not too far away, but it was loud enough for her to hear it. One of them said, “The King must take this glass of wine later. Remember. It’s the one on the left.”
The other asked, “Why?” “Why do you have so many questions? Just do as I say.”
“Got it.” Soon, a waiter came out with two glasses of wine on a tray. Olivia was suspicious of their conversation. Why did they specify which glass the King should drink? Were they intending to assassinate the King? It was possible. Now that Sirius had made the engagement with Eugene official, he thought he had strong support. Thus, he wanted to kill the King and take over his place. Wouldn’t that be a logical thing to do?
Thinking of that, Olivia grew anxious. Did Eugene get involved with another country’s coup? Anxious, she rushed out to the hall again.
At this time, Azalea was holding the microphone as she announced, “Don’t get us wrong, everyone. Eugene and I are just friends, and we are not planning to get engaged. My father misunderstood our relationship, but I am still delighted that all of you took the time to attend my birthday party today. Feel free to enjoy yourselves tonight!”
