Christine left the palace after handing out the last box to the last princess. Could what Kim had told her be true? It doesn't look like the second and last princess doesn't like him. They, infact dotes on him the most, for them to have come out to receive the boxes themselves. What game is Kim playing?. Christine shook her head as she remembered how Juliana and Emily had reacted. Pure fantasy. Pure fantasy it is. Kim is definitely playing the playboy card. But,is that how much he wants to die?. .. In Lala's quarter. ~ Lala opened the box slowly and as soon as the chocolate's aroma hit her nose,she closed the box again. She drummed her fingers on it and suddenly giggled. How did he know chocolate was her favorite?. "Owww..." she pursed her lips cutely. If only this could be framed,she would hang it on the wall so she could see it every morning when she wakes up. She must have saved an hero in her last life..for Kim to have chosen her,the first and the least pretty

"I was joking around."Laquan chuckled, jumpily. That means Kim's mother is a Korean. Then,how did she and Kim's father met?. "Mother.."he drawled. "I have been wondering how you and dad met." "I have always sang that music in your ears every night, during bedtime. I still told you two days ago."she scrunched up her nose. "What?. Oh,yes,yes, I remember now."Laquan swallowed hard. Why is Kim and his parents so close?. He probably cannot ask any questions relating to them again as they seem to have told him everything about themselves. "Kim,are you really okay?. Should I call a physician over?. To me,it seems as if you've lost your memory." Laquan bursted into laughter. "Now,that's the exaggeration side of 'tired'. Why would you even think I've lost a memory?. I'm just tired,and that's all." She extended her hand and placed it on his forehead. "Your temperature is fine."she minced out before removing her hand. "I already said I am good. Just a little tired. This little.

Laquan folds his arms on his chest and watched as the boys moved around the room,picked up a cloth and came to place it on his body,then shook or nod their heads and goes off again to find a new one or another one to add. Quan stared down at the bench. They've picked up five clothes already. "You must be feeling anxious,young master. Don't worry,this is definitely not you squandering your cash. I heard clothes are good treasures too."Christine chimed. Laquan smiled back at her. They are going to get thrown out of the shop pretty soon. The boys added three clothes and that summed it up. The man came to measure him,with one of his boys recording his measurements on a book. He also picked the silk he wants the man to use in making the dress. Finally,they were done and it was time to give them money. But, "Don't you have shoes?. I think he should get two or three shoes also."Christine suggested. "We don't sell shoes here. But,if you don't mind,my boy could run down to m

"Okay. This is not funny anymore,miss Dora."Oscar's brows quirked up in awe. "Grandboss said he was fine. Also,why are you accusing me wrongly?" Dora chuckled, lopsidedly,before spranging up from the chair. "He is in coma; Isn't that artificial death?"she scoffed. "Wow,can you be more mean?. He was once your husband."Oscar scoffed. "Fake husband,you mean."she rolled her eyes. "Alright,sick brother. Take care, hun?. I belief I've accompanied you enough."she slapped his back gently. "Even though I didn't asked you to do that,i will still say 'thank you' "he nodded. Teodora let's out a scoff before leaving the ward. ~ Christine walked ahead of Laquan with her hands locked together on her chest. "Stop."Quan ordered. She snorted and halted in her steps. She spun around with clenched cheeks. "Let's get some candy."he said with a smile. "No need,master. I don't think I am ready for another round of washing plates."she retorted. Quan stepped closer to the shop and purchased two

"Cheer up,cheer up! Let's forget about the betting thingy."Dora laughed. Oscar released a breath with an eyes roll. "By the way,is there not anything to drink here?"she glanced around the room. "Of course,there is. You can come drink this water bag."Oscar pointed up to the bag connected to his drip. Dora turned to him with a glare. "You shitting me?."she scoffed. "I really need something to burn my throat."she faced her laptop, wrapping her hands around her neck. "Drink hot water then." "Hot water?. Do I look like a woman that just delivered a baby and that would need an hot water to recuperate better?"Dora scoffed. "You do look like one. I was about to ask if it was a female you gave birth to or a male."Oscar teased. Dora bursted into laughter. She stopped laughing after some seconds, pulling up a frown on her face. "You wanna die?"she gritted out. "You will kill someone that's on the sick bed?"Oscar perked his brows up. "Have you forgotten I am a mafia?. I would act law