There she was, the woman in the photograph, the woman she once was...
Gazing at the seemingly familiar garden, Gan Yuan took a deep breath, stopped in her tracks, turned around, and returned to the corridor, heading upstairs towards the direction of the office.
In the corridor, on the steps... the staff coming and going, upon seeing her, stopped in their tracks with astonished and bewildered expressions.
At this moment, the person in charge had already finished the phone call and returned, catching up with her side.
"Immediately have all the persons in charge gather at the office." He walked up to Gan Yuan, bending respectfully, "Your Highness, Princess, please!"
Your Highness, Princess?!
Everyone displayed shocked expressions, yet Gan Yuan seemed unaware, following the man upstairs into the office originally belonging to Mr. King, now converted into the Presidential Office, and at this moment, once again requisitioned by her.
