The sky was extraordinarily bright, almost too dazzling, giving it an unreal, dreamlike quality. An overpowering floral scent accompanied by drifting petals filled the view. Dressed in a white suit, Alec, with his meticulously combed blonde hair, was lazily sitting on the villa's windowsill, using a rose to flirt with a noble young lady in a pink puffy dress.
The pretty girl with golden curls giggled as Alec frivolously pulled her hand over and kissed the back of it, making her cheeks instantly flush red.
Chen Lun watched the scene before him and silently thought to himself about how adept Alec was at this.
Then, with a calm expression, he said to Alec:
"Your Majesty Oscar."
Alec heard the voice and turned his head to look down, slightly taken aback.
"Oh? Mr. Jack, what brings you here?"
