Remorse After Breaking Up

Kenny sharply rebuked, "How dare you! What Prince Charles said was simply the truth. His noble status and esteemed position are incomparable to us Dragothians.

"The past events were long gone and had nothing to do with Prince Charles. Besides, it was only fitting for someone as noble as Prince Charles to have some women for his entertainment." Lyra hastily agreed, "Mr. Kenny is right. It would be an honor for us Dragothian women to be favored by Prince Charles."

Seeing so many people fawning over him, Charles became even more arrogant and smug. "You Dragothians are all inferior and lowly, especially the women. It's a great honor for you to be played with by me.

"I'll be staying here for a while. Any woman who wants to be with me can come and stand behind me now. I'll favor you all in turn a hundred times over. I guarantee that each of you will have a good time."

Kenny quickly asked, "What are you women waiting for? Hurry and go over there. If you can gain Prince Charles' favor, your families might have a chance to cooperate with the Cereria. This is a heaven-sent opportunity!" Many women were tempted upon hearing this. Immediately, a young lady from a prominent family walked over.

With the first person taking the lead, there was bound to be a second and a third. In just a minute, over a dozen women stood behind Charles.

Some wanted to go but were too shy to do so. Of course, many women were angered by this, but they dared not express it.

After all, Charles was the crown prince of Cereria, and many prominent families were willing to be his lackeys. Offending Prince Charles would bring disaster to their families.

Kenny looked at Esme before saying, "Ms. Bailey, what are you waiting for? You're Prince Charles' favorite. It's such an honor!"

"Shut up! Whoever wants to be a bootlicker can go ahead. I find all of this disgusting!" Esme said angrily.This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

"Ms. Bailey, watch your words!" Kenny threatened menacingly.

Charles added, "Ms. Bailey, my patience is limited. Angering me won't do you any good!"

Although Esme wanted so badly to slap him, she had to restrain herself for her family's sake. "Prince Charles, I've told you before, I'm

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already engaged. Just give it up.

Charles sneered. "Ms. Bailey, I really don't understand. He's just a lowly Dragothian, while I'm a noble prince in the Western Region. Why choose trash over me?" "You Western Region mongrel, you must be tired of living!" Sebastian exploded in anger.

The other was a crown prince of a small country, and killing him would cause some trouble. Originally, Sebastian planned to eliminate him after he left Dragothia. He never expected this Western Region mongrel to spew such filth as soon as he opened his mouth. It was truly unbearable.

Knowing Sebastian's temper, Esme quickly held him tightly, whispering, "Don't be rash. He's the crown prince of Cereria. Killing him would cause diplomatic strife."

When Charles heard Sebastian call him a Western Region mongrel, he flew into a rage. "You lowly Dragothian scum, how dare you call me a mongrel! You've got some nerve!"

Kenny also hastily rebuked, "Do you

know the consequences of angering Prince Charles? Not just you, but your family and friends will all suffer. Kneel down and beg for forgiveness now!

"And you, Ms. Bailey, a man like this who only talks big but has no real ability will only drag you down. Prince Charles is your best choice!"

Lyra quickly chimed in, "Mr. Kenny is

right. I know him better than you do. He's just a freeloader who boasts and deceives. Apart from swindling, he's useless in every other aspect. Prince Charles is absolutely right to calfhim trash."

"To hell with this!"

Sebastian could no longer contain himself. He raised his hand and slapped her across the face.