Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen

Chapter 104: Chapter 104: Made the Little Girl Angry

The next day.

A dreamless night.

When she woke up, her body was still a bit sore from exhaustion.

Daisy Ginger went into the bathroom to brush her teeth and wash her face. Looking in the mirror, she noticed her complexion still looked a bit off.

After all, this age is not like being in your teens, where you could pull all-nighters and still be full of energy.

She went downstairs and entered the dining room. noveldrama

It wasn’t until the servant brought her breakfast that Daisy realized, belatedly, that Abigail Perry was not at home.

Not hearing her loud voice so early in the morning felt strangely unfamiliar.

She sipped her coffee, pondering over that text message from Edward Stephens.

Did something happen to Emily Ginger?

Abigail Perry is also not around; has something big happened?

Daisy ate her breakfast and made a call to Oliver Rubio, asking him to check what was going on with Emily Ginger on the day of her birthday.

Finished with breakfast, she received Oliver Rubio’s text message.

Daisy supported her face with her hands as she carefully read the text, her gaze lingering on the name of the hospital. She was slightly surprised.

She was even hospitalized?

She clicked her tongue lightly.

Could it be that things got out of hand?

*

Royal Residence.

Edward Stephens finished his breakfast, sat on the sofa for a moment, smoked a cigarette in silence with furrowed brows, seemingly at a loss, then picked up the phone to call Ryan Smith.

Ryan Smith, across the ocean, didn’t know which woman’s bed he had woken up in. The phone rang for nearly thirty seconds before he finally picked up, his voice deeply fatigued: "Hello?"

Edward Stephens spoke in a deep voice: "Go wash your face. There’s something important I need to ask you; you’d better have a clear head before you answer."

Ryan seemed to pick up the seriousness in Edward’s tone and, without a word, hung up the phone with tacit understanding.

Ten minutes later, Ryan’s refreshed voice came through the phone again.

"Okay. What’s the matter? Go ahead."

Edward Stephens asked, "When you upset a girl, how do you get her to feel better?"

"..." There was silence for about ten seconds on the other end, before a burst of laughter erupted, "Hahahahaha— Edward Stephens, you’re having one of those days!"

Edward was prepared, his tone exceptionally calm: "If you keep babbling, I’ll give your number to Gertie."

Ryan remained calm and collected: "Young Lord Stephens, is that how you ask for a favor? Hmm?"

You could hear the smugness in his voice even through the phone.

"Who did you upset? Your wife? Hahahaha—beg me, and I’ll tell you. I’m not bragging, but when it comes to pacifying girls, I’ve never failed!"

Edward Stephens, expressionless, hung up the phone immediately.

A minute later, Ryan’s embarrassed voice came through the phone.

Through clenched teeth: "You actually gave my phone number—!"

"If you keep talking nonsense, do you believe I’ll send your address too?" Edward responded with ruthless indifference, "One, two..."

"Damn!" Ryan shouted angrily, "Edward Stephens, are you even human?! Are you asking for help or threatening me?!"

Edward leaned back on the sofa, speaking calmly: "I’ll give you one last chance."

"..." Under Edward’s oppressive influence, Ryan’s teeth ground for a bit before he exhaled, "Alright, what happened between you and your wife? Let me give you some advice, buddy."

Edward remained silent for a while, as if organizing his thoughts, before softly saying, "Actually, it’s nothing much..."

*

Evening, Daisy Ginger got off work.

Surrounded by employees as she exited the office building, Daisy immediately spotted Edward Stephens leaning against the Bentley.