Chapter 1419 Not Someone You Can Manipulate

He sent someone in a vain attempt to get to the bottom of it.

A knock on the door interrupted his thoughts.

He frowned and said, "Come on in."

The man came in, stole a glance at Heather and said respectfully, "Your highness, Ilsa Lynch requests an audience with you. She's waiting outside."

Heather's eyes flickered before he said calmly, "Let her in."

"Yes."

Ilsa appeared before him two minutes later.

She was wearing a blue, low-cut dress, her wavy curls naturally scattering on her shoulders. The jewelry she was wearing was sparkling.

This was the first time Ilsa dressed up in front of him, but for Heather, Ilsa's preening did not make her look any more attractive than Gloria, who paid little attention to her manners in front of him.

At the thought of this, Heather's face went cold. "What do you want?" asked him.

He was blunt with him. The next thing he did was stand up and distance himself from her.