Chapter 150 Shameless Prince

• The man at the door continued to stare at Art, his expression a mix of disbelief and growing annoyance.
• 'How the hell did I forget?' Art’s thoughts raced, his heart pounding in mild panic. If this were anyone else, he could come up with an excuse and call it a day. But this wasn’t just anyone. And hadn’t she said by seven? The details were blurring in his mind now, and none of them helped. Despite his inner turmoil, he tried to maintain a calm facade, though a hint of unease slipped through.
• “You didn’t forget, did you?” the man asked, his voice calm but carrying an edge.