Please offer everything to Her Majesty the Princess

A light interjection uttered from the red lips, the flame burst into a terrifying light, and then Donald felt his fingers pulling the trigger uncontrollably.

No, the gun did not go off.

Donald woke up as if from a dream. His dazed mind was gathering and he hadn't known when the pitch-black muzzle of a gun had appeared before his eyes.

Why did my gun end up in her hands? !

Was the thought of shooting myself just now an illusion?

Donald's eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at the person in front of him. Was it an illusion?

"Eh? How did Mr. Donald's musket end up in my hands?"

Miss Elsa smiled a smile as bright as a rose, but that smile disappeared in an instant and turned into madness and indifference, like an inhuman demon, making people feel like they were falling into an icy cave.

"I'm not like Mr. Donald who doesn't have the courage and trump card to shoot."

——Without any questions asked and without anyone's expectation, a loud bang pierced through the VIP room where one could hear a pin drop.

Countless glass fragments and debris flew everywhere due to the explosion of gunpowder.

Under the muzzles of countless guns, Miss Elsa threw the rifle in her hand on the table with a clang and sat down gracefully.

Donald saw her smile at the strange maid, and then said to himself calmly,

"Now, can we have a good talk, Mr. Donner?"

Devil! This person is totally a demon!!

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The whole audience was silent, and you could hear a pin drop.

Donald didn't dare to act rashly, as he didn't know the hidden card of Miss Elsa, who looked like a witch.

Plus the maid who was so calm that not even her hair fluttered.

He had no way of telling the guards to shoot.

Casinos usually have magicians to keep people in check, but those who master magic are always a minority.

In addition, the casino is currently closed, so the magicians in the casino are not on duty.

I don't have the ability to fight against a magician right now.

And Grace seemed to be in her hands. The longer the time dragged on, the more likely it was that those casino connections she had worked so hard to build - those nobles - would find their next buyer.

The atmosphere was at a stalemate. Grace looked around and tapped the table with her index finger calmly, as if everything was under control.

"I need forty VIPs above the rank of Viscount. Each VIP will pay off a debt of one thousand gold coins. How about I only need ten thousand gold coins?"

If it was 10,000 gold coins, it wouldn't be a difficult task.

but……

Donald hesitated, staring at the woman in front of him with caution.

"As long as you agree, Her Highness Grace will show up the day after tomorrow..."

"Then the casino will be able to operate normally. Think about it, is it more serious for a princess to die in a casino, or for the princess to be accidentally assassinated and happen to affect the casino?"

Donald just felt that Miss Elsa's voice was some kind of seductive voice that forced people to agree to all the conditions she proposed.

"It's even possible that the princess will say something good about the casino. Smart people will definitely make choices."

"Of course, you won't get nothing."

After saying that, she raised her confident and shining eyes, looked at Donald, and made the number three with her beautiful and slender index finger.

As a business veteran, Donald naturally understood the meaning of this gesture.

He narrowed his eyes in vigilance and drove away the guards in a deep voice, "You guys go down first. I want to talk to Miss Aisha for a while."

The guards holding muskets were still hesitant and looked at each other.

Donald stroked his stubble, suppressed his anger, and ordered,

"I said - get out, didn't you hear me?"

Bang! The door slammed shut and the guards fled like scattered birds and beasts.

The cold-proof glass of the VIP room was shattered by the musket, and Donald saw the glass scattered all over the cashmere carpet.

"Ms. Aisha's..."

Donald opened his palm, held up three fingers, and asked shrewdly, "What does this mean?"

Grace smiled slightly, "Mr. Donald, what are you still pretending to be? Out of 10,000 gold coins, I'll take 70% and you'll take 30%, provided you pay on the spot, how about that?"

Yes, Donald Upton is not the real owner of the casino. There is someone else who is the boss behind the casino.

To put it bluntly, he is just a manager, taking advantage of someone's protection.

The kickback of three thousand gold coins is enough as a reward for Donald to work hard for Grace.

However, Donald's shrewd eyes narrowed slightly, and he seemed to be still hesitating.

"Then how can you confirm that what you said is true?"

"Her Highness Grace's earrings are with you. When Her Highness Grace shows up tomorrow, you can return them and let Her Highness Grace owe you a favor. Isn't that good?"

Grace folded her fingers, confidently placed her elbows on the tea table, and asked a final question that would tip the scales before the final decision was made.

"Well, have you thought about it, Mr. Donald?"

The wrinkles on Donald's face piled up together. He smiled brightly and stretched out his hand.

"Ms. Aisha, it's a pleasure to work with you."

Grace raised her eyebrows and did not choose to shake hands. Instead, she nodded as a "stamping ceremony" for the cooperation.

……

The black gold card shines with a special luster under the sun.

Nora watched Grace holding up the hard-earned black card.

Grace, who was usually a little cold, was in a good mood, perhaps after completing the challenge. The corners of her mouth rose slightly, and a long-lost vitality and joy appeared on her frosty face.

It's like catching a child of a summer cicada in the midst of the chirping summer.

The streets were sparsely populated, and Nora couldn't help asking,

"Isn't Your Highness worried?"

"worry about what?"

Perhaps because she didn't want to be discovered by herself, Grace glanced at Nora and restrained her emotions as quickly as possible, and her smile disappeared in an instant.

"Like a musket or if they chase us out again..."

Noila looked into Grace's eyes intently, and asked with some concern, "And your Highness's cold doesn't seem to have healed yet..."

"It doesn't matter if you catch a cold, and why would Donald chase you out?"

Grace's voice still had a bit of a coquettish nasal tone, but she waved her hand and raised her beautiful lips confidently.

"Mr. Donald probably still thinks this price is not enough, it's too little. I will give him these 3,000 gold coins at the VIP banquet at the casino, and he will definitely do his best to help us."

"is that so……?"

Noila frowned and pinched her chin, as if trying to understand Grace's words.

"Yes. Once a person has something to ask for, he will have shortcomings. If he has nothing to ask for, he will have no shortcomings. Don't let your thoughts be seen in your heart."

Grace, who was in a good mood, taught Nora while turning the expensive gold card in her hand.

She looked up at the sky, squinted her eyes and used her other white and tender hand to block the winter sun. Suddenly, as if she was interested, she asked,

"How's it going, Nora? Is there anything you want to eat or play with?"

Although Grace was strict with herself when it came to enjoying herself, she was never stingy with her subordinates.

Only when they feel tangible benefits will those who follow you for the sake of profit feel it is worthwhile and therefore offer their loyalty.

But this matter seemed to be something difficult to understand for Nora.

"Eh?"

The girl's blue eyes, which matched the sky's, opened wide and she blinked blankly.

Grace's slender fingers stopped turning the black card, and she casually threw it into Nora's arms.

"For you, leave three thousand. I remember... you should like steak and the like? I saw you enjoying it before. Do you want to buy some nice clothes or something?"

"what?"

Nora caught it in a panic. She was usually as silent as a piece of wood, but now she rarely showed her not-so-bright side.

His eyes were dodging as if in a panic, his head was slightly tilted, and his lips were tightly pursed, as if he was a little embarrassed.

The feeling was completely different from the last time she was in court. Grace only felt a sense of exhilaration, a kind of exhilaration of being above others and in control of everything.

The target was not a blood relative, and he did not suffer any unpleasantness.

Grace swept away all her previous gloom, and the boredom of being confined to a small room for a long time and the helplessness of frequent injuries also dissipated.

I feel extremely good.

“Why do you have such an expression?” - Nora looked as if someone had hit her on the head, and she stood there in a daze like a piece of wood, at a loss what to do.

Grace tilted her head, unable to help but meet Noila's shifted gaze, and leaned slightly closer to her cheek, showing her rather friendly concern for her subordinates.

"Now that you have a large sum of money, shouldn't you enjoy it? Is there anything you like or want?"

Nora couldn't describe the scene, the feeling of being only thirty centimeters apart from each other.

Under the long eyelashes are clean and clear red eyes, the beautiful lips seem to be smiling, and a subtle, light fragrance wafts to the face, making people unable to help but shrink back.

The blood in the body seemed to be surging wildly in the veins, causing an abnormal burning sensation throughout the body...

It's almost like... the soul-stealing attack is about to occur.

"She gave you the money she defrauded right away and even bought you things. You didn't say, 'I want Her Highness Grace's heart' but stuttered here. You deserved to be beaten to it by Aphrodite."

The arrogant witch was still talking nonsense in her mind, but Nora had no time to pay attention to her.

Because it’s too close! — “Hmm…”

The slightly warm breath passed through the cold air and rested on my face, like a lover's caress.

Feeling her heart pounding, Nora lowered her head as if she was losing ground, took a step back, and stammered,

"I would like to temporarily advance two thousand... I don't know about the rest."

Rewarding subordinates is a necessary act, but this wooden-headed Nora probably rarely enjoys pleasure.

"The money in the card was originally given to you. It's considered a salary for excellent performance."

Grace thought of the restaurant that Afro often went to. It was unlikely that they would run into each other by chance. So, she made a decision.

"Since you don't know where to go, then come with me to Godia's Dream."

Grace is like a bowstring that is stretched tight and released, swiftly and without any thought of looking back.

So Grace left in a swift and decisive manner, without even having time to seek Nora's opinion, and hurried towards her goal.

And the long train skirt, which was decorated with star-like sequins to create an atmosphere of elegance and mystery, was extremely inconvenient at this moment.

To be honest, Nora hasn't felt treated so friendly in a long, long time.

Be it forgiving all my mistakes and the harm I caused her, standing up for myself, or giving me money, but never asking questions...

Grace is like a god who does not seek gain or loss. She gives respect and dignity while keeping just the right distance...

Crazy yet rational, cold yet warm, it seems like the most contradictory existence in the world.

But even such a person is enough to make people...

Perhaps it was at this moment that Nora truly felt the kindness and care given by Grace.

Therefore, even becoming a shadow and following behind her seems to be a good option.

Nora pursed her lips and silently put the black card, which was worth a thousand gold, against her chest into her pocket with great care, and then quietly caught up with the girl.

Like a following shadow.