Leaked information?

What scoop?!

Nancy's heart skipped a beat. Since the start of the banquet, no one had had time to turn on their devices, so they naturally didn't know about the leaks online.

People around reached out to fumble for their own terminals. A few quick ones were the first to open the StarNet. As soon as they entered the browser, they saw the word "explosive" at the top of the search results.

Best new record artist Hickok exposed for secretly meeting with a wealthy wife! They were seen leaving and entering together late at night, accompanied by several young men?

The identity of Hickok's rumored mistress remains a mystery, suspected to be a noblewoman! Netizens: I'm unfollowing him!

Was he a homewrecker or having an affair with a younger man? We must discuss Hickok's secret rendezvous with a noblewoman!

"So even aristocratic marriages are a matter of individual affairs: a list of the young men this noblewoman has had her nights with!"

Out of consideration for the royal family's attitude, the gossip media did not dare to release too many photos. The photos mostly showed the young man dressed provocatively and laughing, with only a few showing the back of a woman.

Even from behind, those familiar with the royal family could almost guess her true identity, not to mention those close to her!

Countless gazes of surprise, disdain, astonishment, mockery, and contempt, like bitter seawater, were stirred up by the winds of public opinion and crashed down on Nancy!

Luo Shuiyou's face turned deathly pale, and she began to tremble violently, clutching Nancy's sleeve in fear and helplessness: "Mom..."

Nancy snatched her communicator and looked at the screen. The page displayed a picture of a woman's back, wearing a swimsuit, with her hand on the young man's shoulder. The man was smiling ingratiatingly and reaching out to help her tie the knot of her swimsuit.

--This is!

This photo was taken of her at a club in Perseus, the capital of the city!

Nancy's mind went blank for a moment, as if all the blood in her body rushed to her head, and then retreated completely, leaving only a blank space.

"No—no, it's not—fake—"

How could this have been discovered? It's impossible! If it's been exposed, how can she face anyone? How can she remain a princess?!

Nancy gripped the communicator tightly, unable to hear the chaotic sounds around her anymore. All she could hear was a deafening roar that made her dizzy and almost caused her to lose consciousness.

No, no, she couldn't admit it, she had to deny it. It was just a few photos, she wasn't afraid. Based on these photos alone, Ross couldn't divorce her!

She staggered to her feet, looked around, and saw that everyone was looking at her with sharp eyes. She gritted her teeth, which were chattering, and shook her head vigorously.

"Don't listen to the nonsense online! It's just a few photos, what does it have to do with me... What kind of evidence is this? What does it prove I did wrong? I'm still a princess! I'm a princess, you all must treat me with utmost respect..."

"You're not going to be a princess!"

Before Nancy could finish saying the word "de," a cold voice rang out from the dimly lit area on the stairs.

The lights suddenly came on, and amidst the dazzling neon lights, Prince Ross could be vaguely seen supporting a woman who still possessed a graceful charm as they slowly walked out.

The woman appeared to be in her thirties, but she was well-preserved and still remarkably beautiful. She was somewhat slender, yet her elegance and refined demeanor only grew stronger.

Ross carefully supported her, his face filled with extreme surprise and the joy and excitement of a long-awaited reunion. His eyes were almost filled with tears, and he held her hand tightly as if he couldn't bear to blink, as if he was afraid that if he let go even for a moment, he would lose her again.