"What?" Derila still did not understand what he meant. "Do you have nothing else to
ask me?"
"No." Daemon shook his head. "All right, let's eat then."
"Wait!" Derila hurriedly stopped him. "Didn't you say that you have something to tell
me just
now?"
"What I wanted to say was..
." Daemon held her
chin and gazed into her eyes. "Let's get married!"
Derila froze and blurted out, "What? When?"
"As soon as possible, " Daemon muttered as he brushed his thumb across her lips. "I
want to marry you. What about you? Do you want to marry me?"
"Of course, " came her instant reply.
A pleased smile grew on Daemon's lips. Then, he held the back of her head and kissed
her passionately.
Derila, who was sitting on his lap, cupped his face and enthusiastically responded
to his kiss.
Right in the middle of their fiery kissing, someone knocked on the door again. "Sir, Mr.
Donald is here."
Daemon had no choice but to let Derila go.
As he wiped the stain on her lips, he gently told her, "Dig in first. I'll be back in a
moment."
"Okay." Derila nodded obediently before watching him leave.
Only after the door closed behind him did she recall that she had yet to plead with him
about William's matter. He had yet to tell her whether or not he would save William.
My, I keep losing myself in his charm. He always ends up taking control of the situation
and making me forget about important matters. Well, he's busy right now, so I can't
disturb him. I should eat first.
Derila was genuinely hungry, for she had not eaten for the entire day. Upon seeing
the delectable dishes on the table, she could not help but gobble up as quickly as she
could.
In the middle of her meal, her phone rang again. It was from Monica. Hastily, she picked
up the call and put it on speakers. "Hey, Monica."
"Ms. Feroma, are you in the middle of something?"
"No, I'm just eating."
"I see. Is it convenient for you to have a talk?"
"Sure. I'm alone in the room while he's in the study, " Derila said, knowing what
Monica wanted to ask. "What's the matter? Is it about William?"
"I tried to contact His Highness again, but I still can't reach him. Clark isn't picking up
my calls either. I've asked my colleagues to look into the matter, and I think the king's
men might have taken him away."
"I'm the one who got him into this" Derila whispered in regret. She had lost her
appetite thinking about what happened to William.
"Ms. Feroma, the only one who can save His Highness is Mr. Lierger. Can you please
ask for his help?" Monica pleaded anxiously. "It'll be easy for Mr. Lierger to rescue His
Highness, and it won't come at a price for him
"I'II find an opportunity to tell him about this, "
Derila promptly consoled. "Calm down. I'll make the arrangements, so just be at
ease and make sure you heal up."
"Okay.." Monica muttered. "IlI wait for your good news. Please feel free to come to me if
you need me for anything."
"Of course." After ending the call, Derila continued to wait in the room. However,
there was still no sign of Daemon even after an hour. Right then, a familiar voice came
from outside. "Harrison, say something to Daemon. How can he be so stubborn?"
"Haha. Mr. Lierger must have come to a decision of his own, "
‘ Harrison said with a chuckle. "Don't worry.."
"This isn't the same! This is an invitation from the president-"
Donald halted mid-sentence because Derila had stepped out of the room.
His eyes widened almost comically at Derila with disbelief written all over his face.
"W-What-"
"Hello, Derila greeted politely before turning to Harrison. "Is he done?"
"Ms. Feroma, Mr. Lierger is still working through the documents" Harrison replied. "Let me
lead you to him.
"
"It's fine. You can escort the guest out instead. I'll look for him myself."
With that, Derila strode toward the study barefooted.
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