The Prince Who Cannot Fall In Love & The Missing Heiress

Ren and Fee walked hand in hand back to Hotel De Paris. They decided to go to bed early and tomorrow they could enjoy Monte Carlo to the fullest.

Meanwhile, JM and her friends continued drinking and chatting happily in the lounge. They had forgotten about John and David who annoyed them earlier. The girls didn't notice the two men's faces turn red with embarrassment and anger.

These four beauties had made John and David looked down upon by those other men drinking in the lounge. They could hear mocking laughter came from the table around them from the men who had been jealous of John and David for having the supermodels in their table earlier. After a while, the two couldn't take it anymore and immediately finished their drinks and then left.

"They think they can just humiliate us ..." scolded John, turning his head back to the lounge they had just left. "I'll teach them a lesson."

David crossed his arms over his chest and surveyed the lounge entrance. He also felt what his friend was feeling. Never before had he been rejected and humiliated like this.

John called someone and grumbled on the phone. When he finished talking, he hung up the phone and took David's hand to go to another lounge and continued their drinking.

"Huh .. I'll make them pay for the humiliation. Don will bring those whores to our place," said John with a smirk. He planned to teach the girls a lesson they would never forget.

***

JM and her friends were busy chatting about their plans for sailing the next day. They were very excited because it was their first time in Monte Carlo.

"My father's friend has a yacht here, and he said we are free to use it anytime. I've asked permission," said JM with a smile. Her friends immediately cheered and downed their glasses, looking excited.

Caspar Schneider was one of her father's friends. He owned a yacht and residence in Monte Carlo that his family often used for vacations. As soon as he heard JM had a show in Paris and she wanted to visit Monte Carlo with her friends, Caspar immediately offered the girl to stay at his family's mansion and use their yacht.

JM had to gently refuse the kind offer to stay at the mansion. She didn't want to bring her friends to stay at the Schneider's residence in Monte Carlo because they would think she came from a very wealthy family. So far, she still kept her family background a secret, which was closely related to the Schneider and Linden families.

Even among her close friends, only Carla knew that JM was in a relationship with Altair Linden, the eldest son of Rhionen Meier Industries' owner, also Caspar Schneider's oldest grandson.

JM didn't want anyone to think she was gaining her popularity and all her projects because of nepotism.

"Whoaa.. it's so exciting! I can't wait!" Angie squealed happily.

"We'll leave tomorrow at 9 am. The crew will pick us up at the hotel," said JM while sipping wine from her glass. "We'd better not hang out until really late. We need our beauty sleep, so tomorrow, our photos on the ship can look amazing."

"Haha .. you're right. I've finished my drinks," said Carla. She put down her empty mojito glass and took out several bills. "This time I'll pay. Tomorrow you can pay."

"Got it!" said her friends.

After paying for their drinks and got their purses, the four supermodels walked out of the lounge to return to their hotel.

The four of them laughed and chattered as they discuss what they had experienced today. They were staying at the Hotel De Paris, and it was only a ten-minute walk from the lounge.

The temperature in Monaco during autumn was still quite warm due to its location in the French Riviera. They really didn't need to wear their coats, so they could walk freely in their summer dresses and shorts with tank tops. 

They all looked so sexy and carefree, turning every head as they walked toward their hotel.

"Hey .. ladies, where are you going? We can take you there," said a man who appeared out of nowhere and suddenly blocked their way.

"That's right. We have a nice car with us. We can take you anywhere." Two men dressed all in black with leather jackets also appeared and blocked the four girls from behind. Their gestures looked threatening.

"Who are you?" asked JM boldly.

"Hehehe ... you don't need to know who we are," said the first man. His face was grinning creepily as he opened his jacket slightly and revealed a gun tucked under his belt.

The four girls gasped at the same time. They looked at each other with worried faces.

"If we don't want to come with you, what are you going to do?" JM didn't look scared, instead, she challenged the men.

"Don't you dare touch JM or you'll regret it big time! You don't know who JM's boyfriend is ..." said Carla, trying to be brave. JM hurriedly pinched her friend and glared at her. She didn't Altair's name to be mentioned.

She was worried that if people found out about her relationship with the man, JM would be targeted to extort money from her boyfriend.

She couldn't afford to let his family suffer such an ordeal. She still remembered what happened to Altair's sister a few years ago. Vega was kidnapped by unknown people, and they still had not found her.

JM didn't want to trouble Altair by putting herself at risk. Not only extorting money, but bad people might also use her to threatened Altair's family.

She couldn't let that happen!

"Who is her boyfriend? Do you think we are scared of anyone? Huh... HAHAHAHA ..." The first man nodded to his two friends, and they immediately moved closer to the four girls.

JM immediately took drastic action. She jumped at the man who was threatening them from the front. Her movement was agile, and suddenly she had grabbed the pistol tucked on the man's waist. After turning her body around, the girl grabbed the man by the neck and pointed the gun against his temple.

"Hey, dude, hold it! If you get closer .. I won't hesitate to kill him ..." JM nodded at Angie, who looked dumbfounded with her big round eyes. "Angie .. take out your cellphone and record this incident ... We need evidence to go to the police ...."