Whirlwind Marriage: My Possessive CEO's Undying Pampering-Chapter 960 - 957: The Crown Prince Won’t Die! (1)

The maid secretly wiped her tears and hurried to the old house.

The next day.

Eva Nightingale looked pale, her lips colorless.

Her eyes were red and swollen; the call last night made her heart sink, filling her with cold, trembling fear!

At the dining table, the maid lied: "Young Madam, the Crown Prince is very busy, it might take two to three months before he’s back."

Last night, a message came from Harry North, saying that the lord’s fate and whereabouts are unknown... The situation was very critical, and Harry North hinted at the worst kind of situation...

Seeing Eva Nightingale was about to give birth, it’s best to keep it hidden as much as possible! Hide it if you can!

Eva’s eyes brimmed with tears, Lucas Knight, what really happened to you? You haven’t come back for three months, are you planning to abandon me and the baby?!

Crown Prince, you said you’d be back in just half a month, what are your words worth now... What are they worth?

Three months without returning...

How serious is it?

Eva sobbing and laughing: "Maid, I feel like I miss him, could you call him and ask him to come back sooner..."

Her voice was choked beyond comprehensibility.

The maid was deeply worried: "Young Madam! Are you feeling unwell, why are you crying!" That news must not reach Eva, premature birth is dangerous, if... no, she couldn’t risk it.

The maid lied to comfort: "Young Madam, the President must focus on his career, can’t stay home all the time, right? The President of Country Z often goes on business trips for months or even half a year, Young Madam, please try to understand the Crown Prince, alright?"

The maid felt she couldn’t make up any more lies.

"Oh..." Eva forced back her tears, "Maid, can you tell me where the Crown Prince is traveling?"

"After all, the baby is coming soon, and he cannot come back, I sort of miss him."

The maid hesitated for a moment: "Young Madam, I don’t know." She paused, then continued, "But Grayson Peyton should know."

...

That night, at ten o’clock.

Eva Nightingale arrived in front of the building where Grayson Peyton lived.

She only heard from the maid that he was the son of the former President; she felt quite unfamiliar with this man and harbored many doubts about him.

Grayson Peyton lived in Blue Bay Garden, but rarely showed himself, and his residence was a separate property.

"Young Madam, do you have any matters?"

"I’m looking for Young Master Peyton." Eva came here with much courage; Grayson should know about Alexander Kingsley and the Crown Prince’s whereabouts...

Eva couldn’t get in touch with Harry North, moreover, she could tell that Harry was deliberately hiding the truth from her, so she could only come to Grayson to ask about their location, and then...

"Young Madam, please wait a moment."

"Okay." Eva waited for half an hour, heavily pregnant, waiting and waiting in the dark night. Finally, she saw a low-profile luxury car drive into Blue Bay Garden.

The car stopped, the door opened.

Then, a pair of slender, straight legs appeared.

The man in the car stepped out in a suit, his gaze falling on Eva Nightingale: "What’s the matter?"

Half an hour ago, he was outside handling matters, receiving a call from his assistant, saying Eva had business with him?

"Grayson Peyton, I want to ask you something," her tone was very urgent...

"Ha..." Grayson curled his lips, looking at her anxious appearance, said, "You know everything?!"

"However, if you insist on knowing, I can help you..."

He could tell her.