337 : Unexpected Guests (2)

 I blink a couple of times. Still trying to process what is currently happening. 

 Is the person in front of me really Prince Fraser? Where is that Prince who is always mad at Csille? He should be shouting at me by now. So, I don't understand why does he sound so... concerned? 

 I heave a sigh. Prince Fraser concerned about Csille? That is impossible. There's no way it can be true. How can the male lead be concerned about the villainess? It doesn't make sense at all. I'm sure I'm just assuming things again. It's all in my mind.

 "Csille?"

  I look up at Prince Fraser and shake my head. "Apologies, your highness, I wasn't able to inform my employee about what I will do this morning. That's why she couldn't answer your question. I was out the whole day helping some old couple bringing their son to the hospital."