Chapter 1803 Trance

"Your Prince Charming is calling you." Jacob looked depressed as he looked at Rolande, nudging her gently.

"Ah..." She came back to her senses. She cried out in a panic, "Hello, Prince Charming... No, no. Hello, Hantel..."

Flustered, she had a slip of the tongue and echoed Jacob's words. She didn't even realize that Jacob and Franco were trying hard not to laugh and almost couldn't hold back their laughter.

Rolande was usually a tough girl. It was rare for her to lose her composure like she did that day.

"Shut up..." She looked at the two men angrily, especially Jacob. She secretly gave him a hard pinch, making him grimace.

"Hantel, you're finally back!" Bernald exclaimed as he came forward.

"Yes, I hope everyone is fine," Hantel nodded slightly and spoke with a faint smile on his face.

This kind of man was like a high-ranking official. He treated everyone the same and was neither cold nor warm. It was this manner that made one feel that he was different.