Following behind Long Yutian, Monica also began to worry deeply. Now that the real culprit had not been found, the only one who could be turned over was Miss Xia. If she were handed over, Miss Xia would certainly face certain death.
Silence, deadly silence reigned in the large study. Long Yutian's brows were tightly knitted...
"Master, breakfast is ready. Would you like to have breakfast with the princess?" Susan asked as she poked her head into the room. Startled by the solemn atmosphere, she shrank back...
Ten minutes later, Susan poked her head in again, "Master, those journalists and the ambassador are complaining about the poor food at Mandara Manor. Some even want to leave."
Long Yutian sprang to his feet, slamming his fist down heavily on the table, "Tell them to get lost, get out of here right now..."
