Ch. 91: The Bet [1]

"I greet Your Highness the First Prince."

Leticia curtseyed. Damian thought that it wasn't necessary to greet him in a situation like this.

"You may raise Lady Leticia."

She straightened her back and smiled.

"I heard, you will soon become my sister-in-law, is that true?"

"Y–yes."

Rosy color dyed her cheeks as she blushed and Damian's lips quivered with annoyance. 

'This bastard! He didn't feel like teasing me enough, so he teased Leticia.'

Annoyed, Damian immediately grabbed Leticia's hand and walked forward.

"Let's go."

"Ah, Ian is jealous."

He abruptly stops. 

'For goodness sake, this bastard.' 

The white-haired boy could feel how the urge to punch his brother in the face skyrocketed. He turned to him and–

"Here."

Alexander threw something at Damian. He let go of Leticia's hand and caught it.