“Bang!”
Right in front of everyone, the door to the presidential suite slammed shut.
In the hallway, the gathered crowd exchanged nervous glances before hesitantly looking at the eldest prince, who remained seated on the sofa. No one dared to raise their heads.
They had been waiting at the door since three in the afternoon. According to their intel, the Marshal should have returned to the hotel at five for a rest. Instead, he had delayed his return until nearly seven. That, in itself, was bearable. The real problem was that when he finally arrived—despite clearly seeing the eldest prince—he had walked right past him as if he didn’t exist.
His disregard couldn’t have been more blatant.
And now?
What were they supposed to do?
Everyone knew the eldest prince had a violent temper.
To be ignored so thoroughly, right to his face…
The silence in the corridor became unnervingly heavy.
“Heh… hehe… hahaha—”
A low, raspy laugh suddenly came from the sofa. But there was no humor in it. Only biting coldness and barely restrained fury.
“Smash that damn door down!” Lu Chen shot to his feet, pointing furiously at the door of the presidential suite.
The people around him paled instantly.
The royal family was indeed powerful—untouchable in the eyes of the common people. Even in front of high-ranking officials, they could wield authority without hesitation.
But this was the Marshal.
In the entire empire, who would dare challenge him?
Lu Chen took a deep breath, his gaze dark and sharp as it swept across the room.
If that fool Lu Ming hadn’t been mysteriously killed, and if he weren’t the prime suspect, he wouldn’t have needed to seek out He Mo in the first place. But after enduring humiliation, waiting in this hotel corridor for hours, this was how he was treated?
He Mo had arrived at the hotel by five but deliberately took a two-hour detour before returning—only to dismiss Lu Chen like he was nothing but air!
“What? Are you all deaf now?” Lu Chen’s voice turned icy, his gaze scanning his subordinates like he was deciding who would be exiled to the empire’s harshest borderlands the next morning.
The lower his voice dropped, the more the tension escalated. No one dared even to lift their heads.
“Ding—”
Just then, the elevator chimed.
All heads turned toward it instantly.
A woman stepped out.
No—technically, a girl, judging by her age.
Her features were delicate, her skin pale as porcelain. Draped in a long robe, she made an immediate impression—a beauty. But her most striking feature was her eyes. Deep and rippling, like waves on the sea, they sent an inexplicable tremor through the hearts of those who saw them.
Yet before anyone could take a closer look, two uniformed officers stepped out behind her.
The three walked forward in unison, eyes straight ahead, completely ignoring the gathered crowd.
Knock, knock—knock—knock, knock, knock—
A distinct, rhythmic knock echoed at the door of the presidential suite.
And the next moment, before everyone’s stunned eyes, the two officers escorted the girl straight into the Marshal’s room.
“Bang!”
The door shut once again.
In under a minute, the eldest prince of the empire had been dismissed twice.
——
Inside the room, Leng Yiyao pressed her lips together, raising her right hand to tap her chin thoughtfully.
If she wasn’t mistaken, the man sitting by the sofa outside bore a strong resemblance to Lu Ming.
If he was indeed part of the royal family… why was He Mo leaving him out in the cold?
Like a drying rack?
“Stay here.”
The two officers flanking her received no further orders from Fu Lei, so they immediately positioned her against the wall, allowing her no room to move.
Leng Yiyao rolled her eyes internally.
If she really wanted to move, ten of them wouldn’t be able to stop her—let alone two.
——
In the suite’s bedroom, He Mo casually shrugged off his coat. His gaze swept over Fu Lei with practiced indifference, and the room instantly fell into dead silence.
“You brought a woman into my room—in front of Lu Chen?”
His voice was deep and cold, carrying a weight that pressed down on the entire space. The curtains had long been drawn shut, not allowing a sliver of outside light. Fu Lei’s face stiffened.
Only now did he realize…
What the hell had he just done?
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