Prince's Substitute Bride Is A Double-face novel Chapter 42

James' tall figure walked in from the outer hall to the emperor and the queen.

"Father, mother, we haven't found her yet. I heard from Lisa that she was kidnapped."

"What? Who was it? How dare he touched the royal family? " The emperor asked.

"I haven't found it out yet. I'm wondering if I should try the last method." They all understood what James meant. This ability was the power of the royal blood inheritance. The person who could control this ability could locate and track the person he was looking for.

He believed that he would soon find out the specific location of Emily.

"James, are you sure?" The queen was a little worried. If their son couldn't do it, the couple would definitely do it themselves.

"Father, mother, I'm not a child anymore. Please trust me. I'll bring her back tomorrow." James turned around confidently.

"Brother James, where are you going to find her?" Fiona asked knowingly.

"I don't know yet, but I'll know later." James explained gently.

"Could you don't find her back? Don't you like living with me?" Fiona grabbed his sleeve, her round eyes were sparkling. She was so pitiful that nobody could refuse.

"I just want to find her. I won't live with her. Don't worry, Fio." James stroked her soft hair.

"Brother James, you are the best. I love you, MUA." No one could refuse the gift of Fiona. After taking her kiss, James walked out of the palace resolutely.

After getting in Murphy's car, James returned to the 88th floor of the Emperor Building, waiting quietly for his energy to come at ten o'clock.

After ten past ten, James was using his special power. The blood red cherry blossom in his forehead above the middle of his eyebrows was shining like flames.

Closing his eyes gently, James activated his spiritual sense and opened an electronic screen like vision.

Using his perception of all kinds of behavior characteristics of Emily in his heart, his spiritual sense took him to the searching position, and the location showed.

Beep! Beep! Beep!

At the suburban resort.

The picture became clearer and clearer. That damn girl was wearing a nightgown comfortably and leaning against an open-air chair to enjoy the moonlight.

"Damn you, Shirley, I underestimated you. How could you escape to there in such a short time?" James didn't have time to care about how she escaped. Maybe this girl also had some unknown power, so she could escape from everyone's sight and went so far alone.

"Young master, should we pick up Miss Shirley tonight or tomorrow?" Murphy asked, standing aside.

"Well, let her be complacent for a night. I'll teach her a lesson tomorrow." With a rare smile on his face, James looked relieved. Then he turned around and went to bed.

As soon as he entered the room, he received a call from Charles.

"Jim, do you need my help?"

"No need. I have found her location."

"Wow, you are so fast. I didn't expect that your power would come in handy as soon as you activated it. You didn't tell me earlier. I can use the power at anytime and anywhere. If you had told me, maybe I would have helped you find her long ago." Charles showed off in a voice dripping with sarcasm.

"I don't need you. If you dare, you can show off your power around. I'll see how you die."

"Damn it! You curse me to die, but I'm not that stupid. Why do I have to use my own power in front of others? No matter how much I love showing off, I can't take the risk with my own life. If I use my power in front of ordinary people more than ten times, I will die. I remember this rule all my life."

"That's good. It's late. Go to bed early." James hung up the phone. Then he fell into bed.

Tomorrow would be an interesting day.

The morning sun shone through the window, and Emily turned over on the bed. She slept soundly and full last night, and she was reluctant to leave this soft bed.

Her sleepy eyes gradually opened, and a half true and half false handsome face infinitely enlarged in front of her.

'What? What a handsome face! It seems to belong to that guy, James. How can he fly above my head? Is it a big fly or a dream? Oh, no, it must not be true.

Big fly, I'll SWAT you to death!'

Bang -- The slap didn't hit the face, but put a strong shackle on her hand.