Spoiled by Mr. Russell

“You’re…” Ross was still in a daze.

Rhea looked into his eyes and rhythmically flicked the bottle, “I’m Rhea, your friend and master.”

“My friend and my master?” Ross frowned, looking and feeling uncomfortable.

“Yes, I’m your friend and master. Do you remember who you are?” Rhea asked.

“I’m Ross, the Yudonian prince.” He remembered who he was but was puzzled about Rhea’s identity.

Rhea nodded. “That’s right. You’re the prince. What are you doing in Hyderland?”

look for my mom, the queen,”

the queen was also there. After all, interacting with the prince already seemed incredible to her. She held her breath and patiently asked, “Why are you looking for her? Has something happened

missing since a few days ago.” Ross shook his head, looking confused. “My

is missing?!” Rhea exclaimed but soon covered her mouth, fearing others would hear her. She asked, “So, did you find

shook his

her excitement. If her hypnosis on Mike was a fluke, then her experimentation with Prince

cooperative. Rhea remained calm and continued, “So what have you

mom,” Ross continued, “I must tell him to leave

his phone, but