The bodyguard was standing at the door, "The Princess, Mr. President, came out of his coma."

Soon, Avery put the script back to the drawer and walked out.

Gabrielle followed her and got a bowl of porridge in the kitchen room. Mr. Black had eaten nothing for a long time, so he was very weak.

Gabrielle and Avery walked into the bedroom, looking at Mr. Black. He was in big-size pajamas, reclining against the bed, his eyes closed half. His face was as pale as a white paper.

Mr. Black heard the sound and then raised his eyelid. When he saw Avery, he frowned, "My little beauty, you treated me so nice. I had never expected that you cooked porridge for you. Is it true? Is it poisonous?"

"Poisonous? I am not willing to waste money."

"Poor woman. Just a little money."

Then Avery put the porridge to the bedside and said, "It is none of my business."

"I don't have energy."

Avery looked up and down at Mr. Black. He was weak and had no energy.

Avery signed, "I will let the bodyguard help you."

Avery turned around and called the bodyguard. When she turned around again, she found Mr.Black looked more terrible, staring at Gabrielle.

Gabrielle was standing behind Avery, hiding away from Mr.Black. Thus, when Mr. Black stared at her, she was terrified and stepped back.

Avery lifted her hands and waved before Mr.Black, but Mr. Black was anxious and pushed her hands away, while he mumbled, "It is impossible. It is impossible."

"Sister, is he crazy?" Gabrielle pointed to her head and asked Avery.

"Um, I agree with you," Avery answered because Mr. Black looked crazy when he saw Gabrielle. Thus, Avery said to Mr. Black, "Ask the bodyguard to feed you if you want. We have to leave now. Here is the porridge."

"Wait a moment," Mr. Black stopped them. He turned to Gabrielle and asked, "What's your name?"

Jackson and Meyer were drinking alcohol at the bar inside the castle.

"Uh-huh. I can get Avery," Mr. Charles said.

Jackson opened another bottle of whiskey, cheered, and then drank up.

Meyer said coldly, "She is tough."

"Since she can't be persuaded, we can do it by force," Jackson smiled and then added, "Use some drugs so that she can obey."

"She won't make love with me even if she wants," Meyer said confidently.

He knew Avery was a tough woman, so he never forced her to make love with him.

"My brother, don't be afraid," Jackson took a large sip and said coldly, "Do it."

Jackson once forced Gabrielle to do so.

Meyer sighed, "What a pity! No one can persuade her to do something. Otherwise, the situation will be worse."

Meyer wanted to be with Avery forever.

"Alas, what a strong woman!" Jackson added, "I suggest that you make her drunken first, and then gave her some drugs and made a video. When she wakes up, you can show her."

Meyer stopped for a while. "If she takes the initiative, something will be different," thought Meyer.

"What happened?" Jackson smiled.

Meyer dipped his fingers in the alcohol and drew something on the glass table.

Meyer respected Avery very much, but he didn't want to wait anymore.

"Why not let her be my woman first?" thought Meyer.

Jackson shook the bottle, "Would you like me to help you?"

"You asked some people to prepare it," Meyer said, his eyes looked like a vast ocean.

Finally, they got out of the bar and heard Mr. Black wake up, so they immediately walked toward Mr. Black's bedroom.

In the bedroom, it was full of a smell of meat and medicine in the air.

At the bedside, Mr. Black stepped on the wool rug barefoot. The bodyguard helped him change the clothes into champagne-colored silk pajamas. He held Gabrielle so tight that Avery couldn't pull him away.

"Mr. Black, what are you doing? Let Gabrielle go."

Gabrielle was frightened. She didn't know how to do it.

Although Avery hit Mr. Black, again and again, Mr. Black still held Gabrielle tight.

Suddenly, when Gabrielle opened and mouth and wanted to bite his arms, someone hit Mr. Black's face.

It was Jackson who hit Mr. Black. He was furious and struck Mr. Black that he fell on the bed, "You dare to hug my darling?"

Since Mr. Black was weak, he couldn't fight against Jackson. Soon, Jackson pressed him against the bed.

When he lifted his hand and wanted to hit him again, Meyer stopped him and pulled Jackson away, "Don't hit him."

Meyer glanced at Mr. Black, and his cheeks were swollen, blood was leaking from the corners of his mouth. Since Mr. Black was still weak, Meyer didn't allow Jackson to hit Mr. Black.

Mr. Black was the President of Ancient Country. Once the identity was confirmed again, Jackson must be in trouble.

"Mr. Black, are you okay?"

Mr. Black covered his eyes with his arms. Suddenly, he laughed like a mad man. He was lying on the bed and kept smiling without saying a word.

Meyer was still worried, so he ensured whether Mr. Black was okay. In the end, he was relieved when he saw Mr. Black was good.

Jackson thought Mr. Black was a mad man, so he got Gabrielle and said, "Why do you do something improper when I am not here?"

Gabrielle was terrified. She looked at Jackson confusedly, "Me? I am not the cat, and I don't know he would hug me all of a sudden."

"I am the victim. Why did he blame me?"

"Go to the bedroom and take a shower. You are dirty now," Jackson looked furious and said. He was uncomfortable when he saw Mr. Black hugged Gabrielle.

But Gabrielle stood still. Jackson then dragged Gabrielle out anxiously. She planned to help her wash her hair and feet.

Now, only Avery, Meyer, and Mr. Black were in the bedroom.

Mr. Black kept smiling, so Meyer asked a bodyguard to bring sedative and gave a shot.

Soon, Mr. Black was quiet. However, after a while, Mr. Black woke up.

Avery was standing by the bed. She then asked when Meyer was free, "Mr. Charles, when can I leave?"