Whirlwind Marriage: My Possessive CEO's Undying Pampering-Chapter 695 - 694: Abort the Child (Part 3)

"Beep beep, the phone you dialed is turned off."

Turned off? Lucas Knight furrowed his brow in displeasure; the little one dared to hang up on him and even turn off the phone!

His displeased aura instantly permeated the surroundings, making people feel as if they had fallen into an icy pit.

"The meeting is over." Lucas Knight suddenly threw out a sentence, picked up his black coat, and strode away.

Everyone: "..."

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Luxury lounge.

The man lay casually, with a lazy posture. His powerful, intimidating aura made everyone’s skin crawl.

His deep and sharp eyes took on a bloodthirsty and violent gleam. He intuitively felt that there might be trouble with the Sovereign Empire.

Just in a meeting, Aunt Fang suddenly made a call. Since he had instructed Aunt Fang to report anything immediately before leaving.

During the meeting, he took the call.

Aunt Fang said she wasn’t feeling well, morning sickness was severe.

After hanging up, he dialed her number again, the note on the phone screen was also "only love," the sole love.

Harry North walked into the lounge with a cup of coffee and handed it to Lucas Knight, "Crown Prince, have some coffee."

This business trip had lasted for over half a month. To keep up with work progress, Lucas Knight hadn’t slept for two days. He not only had to handle matters at the Presidential Mansion but also the Emperor Grand Group.

These years, he multitasked.

Everyone thought he lived a leisurely life.

People only knew he held a high position, born with a silver spoon, a prince by birth, but didn’t know how hard he worked behind the scenes, often to the point of sacrificing sleep and food.

He hadn’t rested well these days. Harry North thought the sudden end of the meeting was because the Crown Prince was too busy and weary in recent days, so...

He usually didn’t listen to advice.

Harry North had no choice but to brew a cup of coffee and bring it in.

Seeing the lord, lounging on the sofa, not speaking or moving, Harry North said, "Crown Prince, maybe you should rest? Or shall I replace the coffee?"

Normally, coffee helped him stay awake. Harry North was following his usual custom.

However, all he heard was Lucas Knight’s extremely cold and intimidating voice, "Get out."

He was sparing with words.

His tone was full of anger.

Harry North shivered, cold sweat breaking out, nervously carrying the coffee out, and gently closing the door.

Bodyguards: "Assistant North, the coffee spilled."

Harry North: "..." The spilled coffee is a minor issue, seems like the Crown Prince has blown up!

Having followed the lord for so many years.

Every time he got angry, it made Harry North afraid to even breathe.

Signs of Lucas Knight’s anger: lounging posture, appearing calm but with a very strong cold aura, and he was sparing with words...

Just one word almost froze Harry North!

"Assistant North, about the contract..." Nearby, a boss holding a contract inquired Harry North, "When will the CEO of Emperor Grand Group come forward to sign the contract?"

"This..." Just now, he planned to hand coffee to the Crown Prince and explain; that boss had waited for a long time. That person is a prominent figure in the M Country!

Lucas Knight had just blown up, for no apparent reason, guessing the contract matter’s likely to fall apart.

"Bang!" Just as he thought, a noise came from the lounge, "Let him in!"

Lucas Knight’s voice was extremely cold.

As the words fell, the CEO and his assistant walked in.

Before the other party could speak, Lucas Knight heavily slammed the contract in his hand onto the coffee table, "I take seven, you get three, sign or don’t sign."