Please give everything to Her Royal Highness

It's ridiculously simple.

The boss got even more furious and slapped his left face hard twice. Thinking of this, Tang Na couldn't help but feel angry as he looked at the charred wall.

Expensive leather shoes stepped on the ashes-filled floor, and he spit out a mouthful of phlegm on the ground irritably, "Hoo... spit."

The craftsman who was renovating the fourth floor sitting on the ladder frame put down his tools and couldn't help but rub his wrists in an attempt to take a rest, but he was keenly noticed by Donner.

He kicked the ladder frame arrogantly and fiercely, sounding like a ghost, "Don't let me be lazy..."

The guard who climbed up the stairs said as he ran, "Mr. Downer! There is a very beautiful woman downstairs who wants to see you - she is the... savior you are looking forward to."

Savior?what?

Tang Na, who was in a state of anger, gritted his teeth impatiently, "Who? What's the name?"

"did not say."

The guard's body shook slightly in fear, and he shook his head, "But she looks well dressed."

"So what's the matter with being well-dressed? Are all kinds of people from all walks of life reporting? Do you want a dog to come and ask me for advice? If it weren't for you lazy dogs and idiots, how could it have exploded?"

Tang Na was cursing and leaning on the blackened window to look down.

Under a pure white umbrella, two slender figures stand side by side, making people unable to help but imagine how beautiful the women under the umbrella are.

As if sensing something, the umbrella moved away slightly.

The charming and mysterious beautiful woman, half-covered by the umbrella, slightly raised her bright red lips, revealing a meaningful smile.

And her eyes seemed to contain the future of the world.

The more beautiful a woman is, the more careful she must be.

Boss Donner, who had seen countless people and was struggling in the casino, suddenly understood that the visitor was evil. After frowning and thinking for a moment, he ordered,

"Go and ask her to come to the VIP room."

……

On a circular table, Tang Na finally saw the mysterious woman.

He waited here quietly for a long time, observing the woman's movements from the moment she entered the door until she sat calmly opposite the tea table.

Gloomy, as strange as a night witch.

And the maid who had been holding the umbrella for her seemed to be following her closely like a conjoined twin.

Tang Na raised his thick black eyebrows in displeasure. He had clearly ordered the servants to let her talk alone.

"My dear lady, may I know your name?"

Boss Donner asked politely and gently while waving to the handsome male servants to serve various cakes that suit the girl's appetite.

"Aisha."

Grace did not accept Donner's kindness. She sat elegantly on the chair, like a court lady observing etiquette.

With a flattering smile on his face, Tang Na took a sip of black tea and greeted cordially,

"What's the last name? Miss Aisha, won't you introduce me? Maybe I know Miss Aisha's father or mother?"

Generally speaking, a person's surname can reveal the person's background to the greatest extent.

Donner's tricks aren't enough.

"Does that matter?"

Grace smiled softly and fought back all temptations.

Then, she began to take the initiative in the conversation, slowly stirring the coffee with a stir stick, and going straight to the topic.

"I know, Mr. Downer, I heard that something big happened in Koda recently. Her Royal Highness disappeared from the casino...and your family situation is not going well either. I don't know if it will affect Mr. Downer's presence in the casino." Where are the kids at the academy?”

The light voice echoed in the quiet VIP room, outlining the threat in an understatement.

This already involves family members.

The woman in front of him seemed to know him quite well. Tang Na's eyes darkened and he didn't intend to say polite words.

His leather shoes hit the floor, his right hand turned his wedding ring uneasily, and he asked in a deep voice,

"what do you want?"

Grace didn't say what she wanted.

She looked back slightly and saw Nora standing next to her, their eyes meeting in the air.

It was as if she was deliberately creating the illusion that her trump card was the accompanying maid.

Tang Na noticed this keenly, and said with a stiff smile,

"Also...could this maid please stay away for a while while we have a private conversation?"

"No, she is my confidant."

Grace put down the mixing stick, supported her head with her slender branches-like arms, and spoke slowly as if she was at ease,

"As far as I know, Coda is the favorite casino for nobles and businessmen in the San Juan West District. How much is the daily turnover? How much can you get from it?"

"But after Her Majesty the Fifth Princess disappeared in Keda, you should need to rest for a while, right? Where should so many wealthy guests go?"

Grace was not worried at all that the Tang Na in front of her would do something drastic.

Rather, for the owner of a large casino, taking action rashly before figuring out the opponent's trump card will cause things to develop in an unimaginable direction.

This "deal" can be easily facilitated by just giving Donner an acceptable opinion.

The expensive leather shoes that had been tapping the ground suddenly stopped. Donner stood up, leaned on the table and asked condescendingly,

"Miss Aisha, is this the purpose of your trip? The so-called savior?"

Donner's eyes suddenly became sharp, as if he was interrogating, trying to make Grace surrender.

"Yes, I'm here to help you solve your problems. I know the whereabouts of Princess Grace."

Grace's eyes didn't give in at all, and the cold light flickered in them like an unsheathed sword and she fired back,

"Think about how many people want to eat such a large piece of cake? How many people are looking forward to Grace really dying?"

"Oh……?"

Tang Na held the small porcelain tea cup on the table and asked with a surprised look on his face, "Miss Aisha is actually so capable? The prosecutor's office can't find the whereabouts of Her Highness Grace, can you find it?"

"Anna."

Grace called Nora by her fake name and waved her hand.

Then Nora, who was silent on the side, took the jade earrings strung with a thin rope, held the rope and showed it.

Exquisite gemstones are flawless under the bright glass of the VIP room.

"This is a relic of the mother of Princess Grace. I remember that there are jewelry appraisers at the casino mortgage office. If Boss Donner doesn't believe it, you can let them take a look."

With her long eyelashes drooping, she stared at the earrings and couldn't help but praise softly, "It's really beautiful."

"No need, I am."

Grace smiled and handed over the earrings, "Then Boss Donner should take a good look at them."

The middle-aged man lowered his eyes and looked at the jade earrings over and over again, his eyebrows tightening little by little as if they were being weighted.

Tang Na held the cold jewelry in his hand, his eyes as fierce as a pack of wolves, "Grace is in your hand."

"Sir, what price are you planning to give?"

Grace stood up from the chair with a snap. For the first time, the girl's height was equal to that of Donner, no less than her.

She also placed her hands on the table, and the smile on her face was half-smiling, like a beautiful poppy, giving people the illusion of being on the border between safety and danger.

"How much can you give? I heard that the casino is making money every day. Let me tell you, I want to see the cash now."

If you make the first offer during a negotiation, you will undoubtedly be at a disadvantage.

Grace doesn't ask a price, she just tightens the net line bit by bit, letting the prey slowly step into the tightened hunting net.

That's right, I now have an absolute advantage in negotiations.

Once people know what they want, they will be at a disadvantage.

Donner rubbed the rim of the cup a few more times. He didn't break his skin hastily, but asked again:

"What's the price for Miss Aisha?"

"This kind of thing, of course, depends on Mr. Downer's financial resources."

Grace responded with another leisurely smile.

"one thousand?"

Downer gave a pretty stingy price.

Grace sighed deliberately, shrugged, and said sinisterly, "Is Mr. Downer sending the child away?"

"Ten thousand?"

Tang Na gritted his teeth and rubbed the rim of the cup over and over again, as if he was enduring something.

Grace raised her eyebrows slightly, and neatly wrote a number on her beautiful red lips - "Fifty thousand."

This was undoubtedly to cost him his life. Tang Na's eyes were scarlet and he suddenly raised his voice.

"Miss Elsa!"

Then with a snap, the cup in his hand shattered into countless pieces on the cashmere carpet, like a broken corpse.

The door to the VIP room opened in response, and a group of knights armed with muskets and swords at their waists rushed in in an orderly manner, forming a circle around Grace and Nora as if they were hunting.

The cold barrel seemed to be hovering above the bowstring, ready to go.

"If you ask for so much money, you have to live to enjoy it."

Donner raised the musket in his hand viciously, closed one eye and aimed at Grace.

"If you really know the whereabouts of Your Highness Grace, it would be better to tell me as soon as possible. Otherwise, the feeling of having the musket shot into your chest will be very painful, little sister."

"Ah……"

Grace did not tremble in fear as Donald imagined. She looked straight at the dark muzzle of the gun and let out a contemptuous smile.

"Really, Mr. Downer? Do you really have the courage to shoot?"

Her steps moved forward gracefully, as if she were stepping on some kind of dance steps. Her black gauze skirt swayed slightly like a galaxy, and the woman in front of her was getting closer and closer.

Why! !Isn't she afraid of the gun going off?

With a click, the bullet is loaded, and as long as you gently pull the trigger, you can shoot through the deceitful woman in front of you...

But even so, in front of everyone, the witch in the dark night, with her beautiful red lips slightly open, was still seducing her ears lightly,

"Or try shooting."

"Gently, with just one sound, the person will disappear, just like your casino."

Tang Na blinked in shock, feeling a little guilty.

It's true that I can't shoot, I'm just a deterrent, but I didn't expect her to be so crazy.

It was obvious that he was pointing the gun at the woman in front of him, but he felt as if his neck was bound by some invisible spider web.

I held my breath nervously, unable to come up or come down.

The eyes of countless guards were focused on him like strong stage spotlights.

The arm that originally held the gun began to tremble slightly. He could no longer tell whether it was trembling from holding the gun for a long time or because of fear.

She stopped thirty centimeters away from the muzzle and showed a malicious smile, but her voice was soft but enough to induce depravity.

"Mr. Downer? Come-! Try to kill me."

Is this guy crazy?

Tang Na's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but retreat as if he had encountered a monster.

He only felt as if his body was controlled by some kind of magic, and he watched the woman named Aisha put her lace-gloved right hand on the barrel of the gun.

The gun was pointed at her most vulnerable head.

"bang!"