Odette tautened. "It occured three years ago, Your Highness." She fought to maintain her meek composure despite her nervousness.
Derek turned. He had an unreadable expression, and gradually his gaze swept over Odette's chest.
Seeing his malicious orbs rest on the fair cleavages protruding smoothly from above the lady's dress' neckline, Rain froze and grimaced in disgust.
The shameless pervert!
At that moment, the desperation to flee from the weird Prince mounted in the pit of her stomach, giving her an omnious taste. She really needed to escape.
However, the situation wasn't really as she saw it.
Though she had always had great insight, this time, her view was shortsighted. Unlike her usual self.
Only if she knew that the said 'pervert' had subconsciously overlooked that part of the woman's body and rather was taking indepth consideration on an object hanging from her chest.
