Chapter 115: Chapter 115

Liora agreed upon hearing what she said.

Just as she hung up the phone, Charles’s call came in.

"Lucy, the Second Highness is here, wants to see me, he’s waiting outside the door, do you want to come over?"

Lucy thought for a moment and replied, "Sure, I’ll head over right away."

She didn’t want Charles to be misunderstood by Emma because of her. He had helped her, and she didn’t want to get him into trouble.

She had already guessed the reason for Emma’s visit.

She was afraid they’d discovered she wasn’t a maid for the Palmer Family.

Now that they had detected her lie, they probably suspected she was that female secret agent.

So she felt it was necessary to step forward and clarify.

"Charles. He said Emma went to look for him, and I must explain this matter."

Seeing her about to apply makeup, Jacob Green took the eyebrow pencil from her hand, "Your hands are not convenient, let me do it for you."

"You can?" she asked skeptically.

"What can’t your husband do?"

"Give birth to a child from your belly, maybe?"

Jacob Green began to apply the makeup seriously, "Stop messing around."

Lucy just watched him, not looking in the mirror, wondering what kind of mess he’d make of her face.

Men who have never learned makeup often end up disastrously when they try to apply makeup on women.

She was prepared for that.

Unexpectedly, Jacob’s makeup skills amazed her.

When he finished, she looked at herself in the mirror and was dumbfounded.

"When did you learn to apply traditional makeup?"

"First time putting makeup on a woman, is this traditional?"

"Of course." Lucy turned her head left and right to look at her face, "But your technique seems so good, it doesn’t look like it’s your first time."

"Maybe I’m naturally gifted?" he admired her, "My wife looks good, no matter how she’s made up."

Lucy stood up, "I’m going over now."

"Have Ah Feng drive you. Your hand is injured, don’t drive."

"It’s okay, no big deal."

She grabbed her car keys and her bag, changed her shoes downstairs.

She drove her own car to Charles’s place.

People were waiting at the door for her.

"Miss Lucy, young master and the esteemed guest are already waiting for you inside."

Lucy slowly walked towards the entrance of the villa.

As she approached the door, everyone inside looked towards her.

"Highness, Miss Lucy is here."

Emma heard the sound of high heels approaching and looked in the direction of the sound, asking, "I already know you are not a maid for the Palmer Family."

"Indeed, I’m not a maid for the Palmer Family, but I got into trouble because they mistook me for Miss Palmer." She explained, "I lied to you, I admit it, mainly because a female agent appeared at the Presidential Mansion, and I was afraid it would involve me."

"So timid and fearful, do you think I’d wrongly accuse you?"

"After all, the timing was so coincidental, and I’m just a civilian; I can’t bear that kind of charge."

As she finished speaking, her phone rang. Seeing the caller ID, she answered, her voice softening, "What’s up?"

"The female agent who snuck into the Presidential Mansion was caught. It’s all over the news."

"That’s timely news, I see."

Ending the call, she said with a bright smile, "The female agent who entered the Presidential Mansion was caught, it’s in the news, and I’m completely cleared of suspicion."

Upon hearing this, Charles quickly searched online, handed his phone to Nick after finding it, "Take a look."

Nick, after checking, whispered to Emma, "Highness, it’s true."

"Now that everything’s clarified, I won’t say more. I’m sorry you had to come from Northriver to Ningham." Lucy said.

"What is your real job?"

Emma continued, "So you can treat my headache?"

"I’m a surgeon, generally, if it doesn’t require surgery, you need a neurologist."

Nick asked her, "Is your name also fake? What’s your real name?"

"You’re not entitled to know." Lucy said, making Nick instantly change his expression, "Miss Lucy, the Highness wants to know too."

"If the Highness wants to know, I’ll answer."

"Let’s hear it." Emma urged her with these three words.

"The name is not fake, because it’s taken from a character in my name. My full name is Lucy Eaton."

Emma was slightly shocked, "Are you the daughter of the Prime Minister?"

Hearing this, Nick felt a sudden jolt in his heart and his face turned pale.

"Correct. This was also the main reason I hid it from the Highness at the time, considering my father’s identity; being suspected as a female agent would be a disaster."

Emma had to admit that this woman thought far ahead and comprehensively.

If she had revealed her true identity back then, he wouldn’t have been able to help but think in that direction.

"Now that everything is out in the open and the misunderstanding is cleared up, since I’m injured and need good rest, I won’t stay any longer. Charles, take good care of the Highness; we’ll meet another day."

Charles smiled and nodded, "Did you drive here?"

"Then I won’t have someone see you off."

Lucy nodded, just as she was about to leave, she suddenly focused her gaze on Nick.

Nick met her eyes, his legs somewhat giving way.

She walked up to Nick, reached out, and lightly patted his face, "Nick, although you’re the Highness’s personal subordinate, I still want to tell you something. I, Lucy Eaton, always repay kindness and avenge grievances, no matter how much time passes, I won’t forget."

After saying that, she smiled and walked away.

Emma listened to the footsteps gradually fade, and said, "Visiting so suddenly today, sorry to bother you, Mr. Sharp. We’ll head back to Northriver."

Seeing him stand up, Charles escorted him, "It’s my honor for the Highness to visit."

Nick helped Emma walk outside, with Charles following beside.

Once in the car, Emma suddenly asked Nick, "What does Lucy Eaton look like?"

Nick didn’t expect him to ask this, replying, "Looks... average, not really attractive. Of course, everyone sees differently; in my opinion, her looks are really just average."

Emma didn’t ask further; he remained quiet on the journey, lost in his thoughts.

Lucy returned from Charles’s house and saw James Foster had come. Google seaʀᴄh N0veI.Fiɾe.net

Seeing her, James had a serious expression.

"What’s with that look?"

"I’ve been trying to contact you, do you know how worried I was? Just now Jacob Green called me to say you were back, and I came immediately..."

Listening to his endless concern, Lucy felt warm inside, "Don’t worry, I’m back now, right? Is everything okay at the shop?"

"With me there, how could it not be?" James walked and talked with her, "It’s only been a while, and it looks like you’ve lost ten pounds."

"Consider it weight loss, a little rest, and I can eat back up."

"You need to lose weight?" James quipped, rolling his eyes at her, "From now on, don’t go anywhere, not even the hospital; stay home and rest."

"How can I work at the hospital ? Of course I won’t go."

From this moment, Lucy truly started to experience what it meant to be waited on hand and foot.