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?”

to Hyderland… to look for my mom, the queen,” he responded

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

a few days ago.” Ross shook his head, looking

missing?!” Rhea exclaimed but soon covered her mouth, fearing others would hear

Ross shook

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

remained calm and continued, “So what have you asked

to go look for my mom,” Ross continued, “I must tell

phone, but Rhea