Prince let the doctors and nurses to check up on her for a while. She didn't retaliate, so it wouldn't be that hard for Prince to tag her along.
Outside of her room, he dialed a number on his phone, and ordered someone.
"Send me the details I prepared for Aria De Leon's identity. Please text it to me as sooner before lunch. I need it." Prince hung up the call at once, and slipped it inside his pockets.
Right when the doors open, he rushed forward, a big question in his face. In fact, he was just pretending. Prince doesn't have the courage to deal with the girl that is supposed to be dead. He just had to catch her heart, make her comfortable to him, then boom, he would launch his big plan when the stream go along his way.
"What happened to her, doc? Is she alright now?"
