Alice lay in bed as she watched the bag in her hand. She seemed to be in a daze, caressing the dent from the bullet with mixed feelings.
'I'm really lucky.' The bag helped her feel as though she was given a second chance to live.
"China is really mysterious," Alice muttered as the corner of her lips curled into a foolish grin.
The queen and Alice's relatives were there, watching her with a concerned gaze and occasionally tried to console her.
As for the nation, it had already entered high alert, searching high and low for the terrorists!
England was enraged. That was a blatant provocation!
"Princess, I've found it!" A servant came reporting right at that moment.
Alice's eyes brightened up and asked immediately, "You managed to contact the designer?"
"Princess, we've contacted Vatti to ask for the designer, but they were unwilling to divulge the information, claiming it to be a trade secret."
