Grace nodded lightly, her beautiful eyes scanning the banquet hall before settling on Prince.
"Mr. Oscar, since you personally invited me, how could I not come?" Her voice was calm, without a hint of timidity.
At this moment, neither side had torn off their masks, so they maintained the surface courtesy.
Prince's gaze swept meaningfully over Grace, then glanced lightly at Jonathan. He had his own ways to deal with this man. But today, his target was only Grace.
"Miss Bert, today is just a simple private banquet. Why bring so many bodyguards?" Prince smiled faintly, indicating the dozen or so sharp-dressed bodyguards behind Grace.
"Fear of any possible threat, so... better safe than sorry," Grace replied directly, expressing her thoughts without fear.
Since they were all here for the
