The assistant's face was pale, but she couldn't reveal what had happened in front of others, so she could only keep urging Ross to take her away.

Ross was annoyed but helpless. He could only apologize to Tong Su and leave the crowd with his assistant. Once he returned to the place where he had visited and entered the capital of Perseus, he said angrily, "I want to see what important matter it is!"

The assistant stammered, "You...you'll know if you log into your email..."

Ross opened his personal terminal and indeed there was a new email, sent from what appeared to be a paparazzi studio.

"Paparazzi studio? Aren't they the kind of studios that take private photos of celebrities and then blackmail them? Why are they emailing me? I don't remember having any connection with them..."

As he spoke, he casually opened the email, which contained only one sentence.

"I'm sure you wouldn't want these photos and videos to be leaked, Your Highness. It takes us a lot of time and effort to film these things. If you buy the film for two billion Galaxy Coins, we guarantee we won't leak it to anyone."

Ross's heart skipped a beat. A sudden sense of unease crept into his mind. He quickly opened the email, which contained a dozen photos and several videos.

In the photo, a woman in her thirties or forties, still stunningly beautiful, is seen soaking in a swimming pool with several young men in their twenties. They are scantily clad, arm in arm, and whispering sweet nothings to each other…

Opening the video again revealed an even more disturbing scene: dim lighting, swaying figures, and murmured sounds—

The assistant stood in the corner with his head bowed, not daring to utter a sound.

The ambiguous sounds in the video stopped after a few moments, followed by a loud shattering sound. It was clear that Ross had taken off his personal terminal and slammed it to the ground!

"You bastard! Nancy—Nancy—how dare you—"

Ross was humiliated like this for the first time. His face turned ashen and dark, like a good-natured lion that had finally been provoked and was now showing its fierce side.

“Nancy—”

He suddenly found it hard to breathe. His assistant looked up in alarm and saw Ross trembling with anger, his face almost turning purple. He was about to faint from anger!

The assistant, terrified, immediately cried out, "I, I'll contact a private doctor right away—"

The prince has fainted?!

This is a huge deal!

The doctor dared not obstruct the news, but since the cause and course of events had not been fully investigated, it could not be made public yet. Therefore, he only reported it to the emperor and empress, who were far away in the Imperial Star System.

Amidst the chaos, fortunately it wasn't a serious illness, and Ross soon woke up.

When he woke up, his face was no longer as pale as it had been before he fainted; instead, it was terrifyingly cold.

"Keep all photos and videos taken by the paparazzi a secret from the Princess. Also, send people to secretly follow her, dig out everything she's hiding from me, and report back to me!"

Trust can be destroyed in an instant. From the moment Ross was stunned into unconsciousness to the moment he was brought back to his senses, it was only a very short time. But rationally, he clearly sensed a change.

Princess Nancy has always presented herself to him as incredibly loyal, but if she lies about something like this, what about everything else?

Is she hiding something from him?

After having his assistant bring him a new personal terminal, Ross sneered, logged back in, and replied to an email.

"The photos and videos don't need to be kept secret. I'm planning to get a divorce, and I'm very grateful for your help in finding the evidence of her infidelity."

The email was sent to the paparazzi studio's inbox via a signal, and everyone in the studio was stunned when they opened it.

"Huh? No need to keep it a secret, and you're even very grateful?! Is Prince Ross really such a ruthless person?"