In the luxurious presidential suite of the Five-Star International Hotel, Bonivia was making a phone call... or perhaps there was some important matter on the call, her tone urgent. Though irritable, she was merely acting spoiled and cute without losing her temper. After a long while, she finally hung up the phone.
"Damn it!!" Bonivia angrily sat down on the sofa.
"What's wrong, Princess?"
Amy brought over a plate of neatly sliced apples, but Bonivia dismissively knocked the plate over, sending it crashing to the floor and the slices of fruit scattering everywhere.
"My father wants me to return to the country!"
"Return to the country? Why return at this time when there's no important matter?"
"Isn't it because of the marriage arrangement? I don't know who let slip to my father that Long Yutian wants to cancel our engagement. My father thinks I purposely came to S City to pursue Long Yutian. He believes I'm bringing shame to the royal family, so he wants me to go back!"
