SILVER PALACE, DUKE OFFICE.
The whole office seemed brighter than usual today, and the messy state suddenly turned organized in just one night. No more scattered documents, no more pillows and blankets on the sofa, no more food left over. It was as if the disorganized situation had never happened before.
At that time, Zayn was getting ready to go out. He even is carefully wearing his cufflinks that he wanted to wear when before this he never even tried to choose. The whole vibe about him also felt different that day. His face is also not gloomy as usual. As if he found his reason to live again.
Jeremy entered the room and watched from a distance.
"You really don't want to go to the royal palace tonight? The ball that was delayed yesterday is said to be held tonight to congratulate the royal couple."
"You go on my behalf."
"Seriously? Can't I have the freedom to choose?"
Zayn stared at him sharply afterwards.
