His noble brown eyes looked at her far- reachingly.
There was something in her eyes that she could not understand.
"You, you are..." When Chloe saw his face, her pupils dilated and she was full of surprise.
In today's world, not many people would not be able to recognize this man!
"This face has appeared too many times in the media!"
Yesterday... Zoya had a talk with her.
"Your Highness looks very good," he said, "you're full of vitality. It seems that memory loss brought you a happy time."
"You are... Aman?" Chloe asked as she swallowed.
Was she dreaming?
Why was the president of the Emperor, the richest man in the world, in front of her?
The bright white lights of the venue shone down from all directions, making the surroundings as bright as in the daytime. For a moment, it was hard to tell whether it was a dream or reality.
Or maybe she was too tired and had an illusion.
"Does the princess know me?" The man looked at her.
