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The tall and handsome figure walked down the steps, his sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes captivating. The well-tailored shirt highlighted his impressive physique, and beneath his brows, his pitch-black pupils resembled a tranquil, bottomless pool. A confident smile lingered at the corners of his alluring lips...
Such a charming man made even the host forget to call for bids...
Clearly having entered halfway through, the man did not seek a seat but instead walked leisurely toward Rafas's position.
Rafas did not turn around; his robust body leaned casually against the back of the chair, and his thin lips slowly curved into a predictable arc, exuding an unexpectedly chilling aura...
"This gentleman has just bid sixty million. Is there anyone willing to bid higher than sixty million?" The host's voice rose again.
"Eighty million..." Rafas's deep voice finally broke the silence as he slightly raised his hand, the smile on his lips entirely cold.
The crowd erupted in excitement, but once they recognized who the two bidders were, discussions began to swirl...
"This gentleman has bid eighty million. Is there anyone willing to go higher than eighty million? Going once at eighty million, going twice at eighty million, going three times... sold!" The host brought down the gavel heavily.
Rafas stood up with satisfaction, affectionately wrapping an arm around her shoulders. He removed his sunglasses and walked together with her toward the man: "I didn't expect that Third Prince and I both have an interest in the same horse. However, I'm afraid Third Prince, you are just a step too late!"
The implication in his words was unmistakable as he turned to the woman in his arms and softly said, "Dear, the horse you like has already been bid for; from today onward, it belongs to you."
The man's handsome brows furrowed suddenly; the woman before him was even more beautiful than what he had seen on television or in magazines, leaving him with a sense of...
Yan Wushuang was somewhat bewildered by Rafas, especially regarding the man before her. Who exactly was he? Why did Lefas refer to him as Third Prince?
"Dear, I almost forgot to introduce you. This is none other than British Royal Family's Third Prince, Morianna Windsor!" Rafas introduced her casually while holding her close.
Upon hearing Rafas's introduction, Yan Wushuang gasped; so he was a member of the royal family. Once upon a time, she had also been a princess of the Great Yan Kingdom, but with her country destroyed and family fallen, she was no longer who she used to be...
"It is an honor to meet you, Your Highness!" Yan Wushuang politely nodded at him.
Morina looked at Yan Wushuang's beautiful face and suddenly stepped forward, wanting to politely give her a hug. However, Rafas, who was standing beside Yan Wushuang, immediately pulled her into his embrace, leaving no chance for him.
Morina met Rafas' gaze, a hint of mockery in his eyes. He reached out to Yan Wushuang with a smile and said, "Not at all, it is my honor to meet the beautiful Mrs. Lei!"
“...cough cough...” Rafas cleared his throat twice. Yan Wushuang understood what he meant, and the atmosphere instantly became somewhat awkward.
As the red light indicating the end of the auction lit up, the media rushed in, surrounding the three most eye-catching individuals. The sound of camera flashes filled the air around them.
“Prince Morina, Mr. Lei, may I ask why both of you are present at the auction? Are you both fond of the famous horse Flan?” a reporter asked first.
“Molina represented the British Government in communication with Monica. Recently, there has been a large Land Acquisition Project in preparation, and I heard that Monica is also involved. Is Prince Morina here to negotiate with Mr. Lei on behalf of the British side?” The reporters eagerly chimed in, each one anxious not to miss anything.
“Business is like a battlefield!”
Unexpectedly, Rafas spoke up, and the entire room fell silent as all the media turned their cameras toward him. Rafas then glanced at Morina, continuing with a pointed remark: “Ladies and gentlemen, this plan has not been made public yet. I don't know how it will turn out, but some issues are commercial secrets that I think it would be inconvenient to disclose to you all. Wouldn't you agree, Your Highness?”
He tossed the topic back to Morina, a wild grin on his lips. Yan Wushuang observed their conversation; there must be some connection between them.
After giving Yan Wushuang a deep look, Morina forced a smile that seemed unnatural. This woman stood quietly without doing or saying anything but still had an incredibly strong magnetic pull that attracted his gaze.
“Indeed, Mr. Lei is correct; this is currently a commercial secret. Once the timing is right, Molina represented the British Government in communication with Monica. will naturally explain everything to you!” Morina maintained his handsome smile while facing the reporters' questions.
Both of them avoided discussing business matters, leaving the reporters unsure of how to continue their inquiries.
“Mrs. Lei, you look well! Do you have any plans for having a baby?”
“A magazine recently reported that there was a mistress causing you trouble; is this true?”
The reporters couldn't dig up any news from Rafas, so they turned their attention to Yan Wushuang...
Yan Wushuang hid in Rafas's embrace, feeling anxious about dealing with the reporters. She always felt that no matter how she answered, they could find fault in her words!
Rafas held his beloved wife close and immediately came to her rescue, smiling as he replied to the reporters, "We've always planned to have children, so I don't think that needs further explanation. As for what’s in the magazine, if you believe it, then it’s true. However, I would like to take this opportunity to clarify that our relationship is very good. So for those who like to spread rumors or want to use us for their own gain, please refrain from doing anything unnecessary. Such actions will only harm yourselves. Thank you!"
Rafas's words seemed to target someone intentionally yet vaguely, leaving the reporters exchanging glances and speculating.
"Everyone, I apologize, but I need to take my wife to see the horses we just photographed, so I must excuse myself for now. If you have any questions, you can continue asking Your Highness," Rafas said with a smile as he prepared to leave with Yan Wushuang in his arms.
Morina had been watching Yan Wushuang intently the whole time, thinking to himself... "Such a beautiful woman! Why did I only meet her now? If I had met her earlier, she would definitely be my princess today!"
As they left, Morina politely smiled at Yan Wushuang while the reporters swarmed around him, leaving him no chance to catch a glimpse of the beauty's back.
Once free from the reporters, Yan Wushuang finally relaxed and linked her arm with Rafas as they quickly left the Stable.
In the car, Yan Wushuang curiously looked at Rafas and asked, "Rafas, didn't you say you were going to take me to see the horses? Why did you bring me away instead? Also, you seemed quite familiar with that Your Highness. What is your relationship with him?"
Rafas glanced at her as she questioned him like a curious child. He leaned down and lightly kissed her soft lips before answering with a happy smile: "The horse will be delivered to our Stable. Tomorrow I'll take you there to see it. That horse will be yours; you'll need to give it a name!"
Yan Wushuang's eyes lit up. She thought they were going to see horses at the previous location but was surprised it was their own Stable. It had been a long time since she had interacted with horses, and she felt a little excitement building inside her.
Rafas could tell she was excited; he could read every expression on her face—whether happy or angry or sad—and know what she was thinking.
As for her second question, Rafas organized his thoughts before answering: "I've known Morina for several years. If we were to label our relationship, it would only be one of mutual benefit. Do you remember when Sharl was detained in England? He helped facilitate my meeting with the Prime Minister of England so quickly that we reached an agreement for Sharl's release."
Yan Wushuang listened carefully and nodded, saying, "I see! No wonder Sharl got out so quickly; he must be quite capable! Does this mean he will inherit the throne of England in the future?"
Rafas smiled slightly; his silly girl was thinking too simply...
"Morina is the Third Prince. According to the hierarchy for establishing an heir, it shouldn't be him at all. He has two older brothers, Prince Harry and Prince Andrew. Annie's sister, Anna, is the wife of the Second Prince, Andrei. If Morina wants to sit in the position of heir, he must gain support from Molina and the outside world. So for these past few years, he has been involved in politics, trying to win people's hearts, and that naturally includes me!" His relationship with Morina was probably only at this level.
Hearing him mention Miss Smith, Yan Wushuang realized that Miss Smith's sister was a British princess; it was truly enviable!
With an envious look on her face, Rafas couldn't help but furrow his brow. Was being a princess really that great?
He rested his chin on her head, deliberately putting on a very sad expression as he whispered in disappointment above her head, "Baby, do you want to be a princess too?"
Yan Wushuang was taken aback and immediately lifted her face to meet his gaze as she explained, "Don't think too much; I don't mean that."
Rafas gently cupped her face, looking into her sparkling eyes, and said softly, "What's so great about being a princess? Here with me, you are my Queen. A Queen is even more impressive than a princess."
"Lefas... are you teasing me?" Yan Wushuang pouted as she buried her face deep into his chest.
Rafas laughed happily; how could he not see through her little thoughts?
The stables registered under Monica's name were spread across the globe. Under Mike's arrangement, the staff sent the horses to the stables outside the city.
Rafas never went back on his promise to Yan Wushuang. After finishing his work overnight, he would spend the entire day with her tomorrow.
"Lazy pig, it's time to get up! You said you wanted to go to the stables today to see your beloved horse. Are you still going to sleep in?" Rafas whispered warm breath in her ear.
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