The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

James waited until the angry Tony left with the severely injured Harold.

Then, he glanced at Bolot.

“Follow me!”

After that, he turned around and walked out of the gymnasium.

Amber raised his brows, but he returned to his initially slightly languid self.

Soon, he followed James.

The other Lawrence family’s seniors, such as Keith, hesitated before following them.

After all, even a foolish person could tell James’ attitude toward Amber differed from what they expected.

If James wanted to connect with the Yates family through marriage, he would take advantage of the situation to get rid of Bolot.

Moreover, James personally protected Bolot.

His attitude baffled the Lawrence family’s seniors.

As the seniors were suspicious, they followed him.

In an instant, the gymnasium was only left with the spectators and the rest of the Lawrence family members.

After a brief silence, the Lawrence family members started discussing among themselves, and everyone was stunned.

“If I didn’t see it with my own eyes, I would’ve never believed the scene just now!”

“Harold was as insignificant as dust in front of Morine!”

“Isn’t that right!”

“No wonder Old Master Lawrence wanted Morine to marry Lady Jessica.

It turns out he’s competent!”

“However, isn’t it odd? I heard that Morine was a useless person, and he was not skillful?”

“I heard that before too.”

“If he’s that amazing, why is he marrying into the Lawrence family instead?”

“Shh! Is this a matter for you to discuss? Didn’t you see Chief James’s attitude just now! I bet it isn’t as simple as we thought.”

that Chief James has

up! Are you trying to kill us? Is this a matter that we can

that certain people will be anxious

bet that it’ll only be more interesting after

family members huddled together and whispered among

noticed that Lucas and Fabian left the crowd with complicated expressions on

in the direction

a square room in the Lawrence Manor, James was seated at the main seat, whereas Amber was standing

was no one else in the room beside

and windows were tightly shut, and the atmosphere

a scroll painting, glancing at Amber and the scroll from

was a

James, not saying anything and appearing neither arrogant nor

imperceptible hint of appreciation in the depths

he said, “Morine, it must‘ve been a long

Thank you…”

answered, “It’s not

and Fabian’s help, I’ve gained a lot

“Oh?” James nodded.

so, Lucas and Fabian must’ve

that, he shook the scroll painting

similar to the one that Lucas showed Boneng, and it was a portrait

knew that compared to the deceased Morine, they were indistinguishable as they had a similar body

only difference, which was also the

one could

other hand, Amber was

he was

his sharp teeth, his imposing manner and pressure could shed certain people’s

only to

must be an explanation to convince

time before this to make up

told James the imaginary experiences he went through,

describing it, James

suddenly, his

you know that you’ve directly ruined the Lawrence family and Yates

could not help

would he even let Amber have a

he could not say such words

way was to throw the complex problem back to James

already had a