The atmosphere in the castle's Old Master's room was strange yet quiet.
Outside the gates of the Lawrence Family, a Lincoln had just driven in, closely followed by a fleet of extended Bugattis entering the premises.
Inside the car, Baron Lawrence had just closed his laptop, preparing to get out.
Suddenly, a red figure had already blocked his car door, "Brother Baron."
Behind her, two women in suits, striking in appearance—possibly bodyguards or something similar—hurried after her, anxiously calling out, "Your Highness, please slow down."
"I'm fine, don't worry about me." Princess Scarlett's beautiful face was adorned with a pure and innocent smile, her bright almond eyes firmly fixed on the person in the car with such focus that anyone could feel how different her attitude was toward the man.
Her two female officers looked somewhat helpless.