'His requirements?'
Ashley Bowen was stunned. She had only mentioned yesterday that she could speak Koryoese, and Yuri Sinclair had immediately brought her on. The requirements couldn't have been lower.
Seeing Anna Thorne's profound disappointment, Ashley Bowen wanted to tell her that Yuri Sinclair's standards weren't actually that high. But the words died on her lips, and she didn't know what to say, so she simply smiled it off.
"Did you know? The Third Prince..."
Anna Thorne started to say more, but she suddenly trailed off.
It wasn't just her; the entire ballroom fell silent.
Through the sea of people, Ashley Bowen saw a long procession. The Minister of Foreign Affairs was leading a group of people, standing at the entrance to the hall to greet them.
The Prime Minister walked in, accompanying a man. As always, the man was in a wheelchair, his stern features betraying no emotion under the spotlights.
