Royal Princess: Doted On By The Mafia King

Carl was young but he seemed to have a lot of plans and he said he employed the man he wanted them to work with due to his experience and he was asking her to get the capital ready.

She smiled pleased with it. She has been hungry to begin her work again as a fashion designer and she had a few designs ready. She wanted those designs out in the market to be worn.

"What makes you so pleased that you are smiling to yourself," she heard a deep low voice ask from behind her which made her turn and meet the gaze of the owner of the voice and smile.

"I am about to own my brand. Thanks for the help you offered me," she replied to him as she raised her hands naturally and hugged him.

"What help he asked as his hands wrapped around her waist and pulled her closer against his chest.

She pulled away from his embrace with a worried frown. "You are backing out of helping me with my brand, right? I told you about the company and you promised to help me," she murmured with a pout.

"No, I did not forget, next time be specific. There are a lot of things I am to help you with both those you asked and those I am willing to do without you asking," he whispered and pulled her into his embrace again.

"I missed you," she murmured.

"It is not fun anymore now that you are getting clingy," he whispered playfully.

She pulled away from him completely and stepped away from him when she heard that. "I came to discuss work."

He nodded fully aware that she was unhappy but he did not apologize because he knew she wasted a lot of that old man's time playing hard to get and even if he could not tell her the truth, she still needs to get scolded.

"What work?" he asked as he walked to his seat and sat down.

"The work I have as my main agenda as a princess. It is seriously making me anxious that two other scientists disappeared. One of them just got his Ph.D. and the other is a professor that began serious research in a research institute here in Star City," she replied to him as she also sat down.

"How did you know about it?" he asked as though he was not interested in what she was saying at all or he did not believe her.

"It is all over the news for goodness' sake," she replied him displeased. "Before anything else, I want this to stop. If the kidnapping does not stop, then it will only add more to our task because we will then have more people to rescue since more of them will keep dying and fresh scientists will be needed."

"I know what is happening more than you do and I am not slacking on my plan to infiltrate the research institute and for you to be informed, I sent the Ph.D. students in there. I would have gone in myself but I am going to get caught.

"I am working to see how I can go into the research institute with my identity. I had a few robots made recently and it will a piece of cake to get them in as soon as I get to the above-ground building of the institute.

"The man I sent in went in to find someone for me and I hope the person is alive. We cannot bomb the whole institute because we have people who are living every day with the hope that the south will come to their rescue."

"Thank you for helping me out," she appreciated as she guiltily bit inside her cheeks.

She spoke to him the way she did because of what he said but she did not expect the serious answer he gave her.

"I am not doing it for you alone but it is a vow I was made to make as a son of Hart's family. It is part of my destiny to see that the people of the south live in good health and freedom," he replied her emotionlessly.

She pressed her lips together as she did not like that the atmosphere got very serious. "About the capital, I asked for . . .," she began.

"I helped you get all the shares the person that tried to kill you had in his own company and gave them all to you. it might be secret to other people but you own everything the man owns. You certainly don't need me to give you the capital, you are rich enough," he interrupted her.

She bit her lower lips as her eyes got slightly misty when she could not see any trace of the warmth she saw in his eyes when she hugged him.

It was all lost and she began feeling like this man was someone else. He opened a file on his desk and began working on it and his computer and he did not even glance at her again.

She swallowed as she reached for her bag. "I will leave to get access to the money you made mine. Thanks for it by the way," she told him as she stood up.

She was unhappy but she did not forget the fact that he has been of help to her and he was the reason why will not need a loan or financial assistance from him to start what she wanted to.

"You are welcome," he replied her with his eyes fixed on the computer without sparing her a glance.

She met Grey when she went out and she could not help but ask the young man, "Is the man inside that office your boss or an imposter?"

Gray bowed to her respectfully. "He is my boss, your highness," he replied when he raised his head.

"You don't need to bow next time you want to reply to a question," she told him as she continued forward. "That was suspicious," she murmured to herself when she sat down inside her school.

She looked up from the window as the car began to move but she could not see the floor his office was located.