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Chapter Eighty-Eight: Confrontation

"By the way, I haven't congratulated the two princes on their engagement." Lorenzo toasted, his words sounding sarcastic.

"I heard that His Royal Highness has also completed the engagement, why haven't you seen your fiancée?" Roland didn't flinch and met Lorenzo's eyes.

"Fiancée ......" He raised his eyebrows slightly, slightly unhappy in his heart, and glanced at Mo Luo's eyes, but at this moment, a person appeared beside him, and a proper voice sounded, "Prince Mo Luo, Prince Roland, hello, I am Lorenzo's fiancée." ”

"Welcome to Ales." Moro saw the girl who appeared next to Lorenzo, with simple and capable short hair, a delicate and chic black top hat, and a well-cut dark blue dress, which happened to be the same color as Lorenzo's eyes, and somehow there was a faint bitterness in his heart, looking up at Lorenzo, he only frowned slightly, obviously he didn't expect Tracy to come to the demon party at this time.

"I heard that Prince Moro and Prince Roland are a pair of childhood sweethearts, and when I saw them today, they were really such a match." Tracy smiled and looked at Moro, and unsurprisingly noticed that Lorenzo's originally cold face was frozen.

Tracy looked at Moro and somehow remembered the painting of Tiztano, irises in the snow, which was very appropriate.

Things seem to be getting interesting.

"Thank you." Mo Luo looked at Tracy's delicate little face, no longer looked at Lorenzo, the tip of her heart hurt slightly, she had already made a decision, so she spoke, "Miss Tracy and His Royal Highness are also a good match, I have rarely met such a beautiful young lady in the Demon Party for a long time, if there is any need during this time in Ales, Miss Tracy can come to me directly, of course, if you like it, I am also willing to accompany you around Ales City, I hope that you and His Royal Highness Lorenzo can spend a good few days in Ales." ”

Lorenzo raised his chin slightly, and his dark blue eyes quickly formed a layer of red mist, and then disappeared in an instant.

Tracy was about to speak, but Lorenzo had already spoken, "Then I thank Prince Morro for my fiancée." ”

She was suffocating at the moment, and even though she wasn't breathing, she was sure she was going to suffocate.

"Have fun with those two." After Mo Luo finished speaking, he turned around and hid his loss in his back.

A dark corner of the banquet hall, as if it was not taken care of by the lights, hid the figures of the two people.

"Why are you here?" Lorenzo grabbed Tracy's shoulder, and Tracy moved slightly uncomfortably, "Don't move, you're still my fiancée." ”

"You still know that I am your fiancée, why did you leave your fiancée in the secret party on such an occasion and make a show in the demon party?" Tracy defied mercilessly.

The force of his injury increased, "Oh? Then you should be honest and don't talk nonsense to me everywhere. ”

"What did I say wrong?" Tracy's eyes flickered, and she boldly tied the heels of her high heels into his upper, "It seems that I am really right, you don't really fall in love with that Morlo?" A 20-year-old doll? ”

He felt the pain from the high heels and frowned slightly, "Shut up, are you too presumptuous now?" Don't forget that our relationship is nothing more than a transaction, and you have no right to interfere in my private life. ”

She snorted, followed by a sneer, "Lorenzo, you deceived others, did you deceive yourself?" Don't forget, the two of us are trading now, and I take the initiative. ”