She rose from her chair and stepped to the window.
The glass reflected her graceful figure and a seductive, beautifully made-up face.
If Fifteen were here and saw this face, she would surely be surprised.
Because this face was very similar to someone she knew.
"Satan, I found an opportunity."
On the other end of the phone was a deep male voice, "What opportunity?"
"The little princess is sick and hospitalized. I think...the hospital's security won't be as tight as the Royal Palace."
"What about the King and Queen?" the man asked again.
"They're both at the hospital."
"Do you think you can manage to steal the little princess out from under their watch?"
The man's tone clearly conveyed skepticism.
"I..." The woman began to speak, somewhat unwillingly, said one word, and then stopped, "I...am not confident. But, they can't guard her all the time, even tigers nap. As long as one looks, there will always be a chance."
