After a series of long days—I don't even know how many. In short, I don't want to count them (honestly, I have zero interest in the achievements of that "potato" boy).
But what can you do? He's the Crown Prince; like it or not, I have to attend this party.
Endless, exhausting preparations and a mountain of spent money—all wasted on his party. I told my father we should just use what we already had, but once again, ladies and gentlemen, we are the family of Duke von Hohenberg.
appearance at this party reflects our reputation. Attending his party looking simple, especially with my status as his ex?
Well, you can already imagine the "pearls of wisdom" (gossip) I'd receive.
Though, honestly, I don't really care. But for the sake of my beloved family, I'll do it. And for one other primary goal: my Cupid Pyong Pyong mission.
I am aware—fully aware—that this party is the moment that strengthens the bond between the male and female leads.
