Adrien found it hard to believe.

However, he knew that matters related to the Imperial Palace were typically illegal by nature. Since Abel wasn’t going to admit to something like that, he figured it would be untoward to pry.

Adam overheard their conversation from nearby, his face twisting in anger.

He gripped onto his wine glass tightly, eager to swing it at Abel’s annoyingly handsome face.

The bastard had not only destroyed his Imperial Palace and caused him no small amount of financial loss, he even stole away Emmeline right when he was about to realize his ambition of monopolizing her.

He hated Abel so much he wanted to cook him into a ravioli and devour him whole!

I hate that bastard so much!

But it’s no rush.

He has already taken the Deathly Desire poison. Let’s see how much longer he can keep his cool!

Just as Abel and Adrien were talking, a few other wealthy young men approached.

They were all devout fans of Abel.

After all, Abel was the only one in Struyria who was able to lead a massive organization like the Ryker Group, and at such a young age no less.

The parents of these young men would always make Abel out to be the perfect role model when talking to them.

“Mr. Abel!”

“Mr. Abel!”

glasses

Lizbeth couldn’t help feeling a little

said, “Let’s

slowly followed

Emmeline to a chair, then placed a few tiny pastries in front of her.

pulled Emmeline’s hand and placed it near

one’s a canele, and

These were all her favorite

would you like? I’ll get

later. I want to savor

you should try the canele first,” Lizbeth grabbed a

I’ve already washed my hands.”

opened her mouth and let Lizbeth

a few bites, she praised, “Yum, it’s so soft

piece and said. “If you like it, then you should

do it myself. You should eat

her own mouth. She then

cheered. “It’s

quite often. But having sampled the ones today, I can tell the

these pastries,

suddenly showed up

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