Remembering that the launch was over, the third prince walked off the high stage and came to Ziobillo’s side.
“Next time don’t get such a stupid journalist as an actor who won’t even give him the questions to ask in advance.”
Ciabriello was full of negative impressions of the jotter from earlier.
The question and answer between the two of them was obvious to anyone with a clear face that it was a posed shot and the actual effect was not that good at all.
Ziobello, who was sitting on the side leisurely eating a snack, raised his head at the words, a look of displeasure on his face.
“Are you resenting my inability to find people?”
Looking at Ziobiro’s condescending look, a bit of anger surfaced in the Third Prince’s eyes.
A smelly green tea wh*re, if he didn’t need her help now, this kind of woman the Third Prince wouldn’t even be bothered with.
But years of experience as a prince allowed Gabrielle to quickly suppress her inner discontent and put a gentle smile on her face.
“Miss Ziobillo is joking, how could I mean to blame you.”
Ziobello looked at Gabrielle’s smile and ground a grimace, she had seen many men like Gabrielle.
One by one, they were showing gentleness in front of them, trying to win their favour as well as their attention.
Ziobello had never been one to turn her nose up at such things.
No man could be relied on when it came to the moment of truth, only when he was strong was he really strong.
Back in Ziobillo’s castle, she looked again at the Third Prince.
“Are you sure that this press conference, when broadcast, will shake up the Wanxiang Kingdom?”
“Fifty percent sure.”
Jiabailiu shook his head and spat out two words.
He himself had no idea what the situation in the Wanxiang Kingdom was really like right now, if that sixth brother of his really used even thunderbolts to bloodily cleanse the imperial court.
Then at least half of the current courtiers would have to die, and the whole court would be filled with Jia De Li’s beloved.
The press conference will be suppressed by them and will be reduced to an after-dinner gossip at best.
“But it doesn’t really matter if this ploy succeeds or not, we have a new one next.”
Ziobillo looked suspiciously at Carballo, what else can you do at this time out of international public opinion as well as pressure.
Gabrielle glanced at Ziobello, really wondering if such a brain was worthy of looking down on all men?
“There’s a flight from the Maple Leaf country over the Vientiane country that will happen to pa*s through there, we just need that plane to crash and then accidentally crash on top of Gabrielle’s palace.”
“You’re crazy!”
Ziobillo was horrified to hear this very crazy plan of Gabriele’s.
A plane crashing and crashing on top of the Vientiane King’s palace, killing the King, would then be investigated frantically by the Maple Leaf Kingdom as well as the Vientiane Kingdom.
Once this was revealed, Gabriel, himself and even his father, Count Elson, would be stripped of their titles by the king and sent to prison.
With his gaze fixed on Ziobillo, Gabriele said in a cold tone.
“A plane crashes and crashes into the ground, by then all clues will have gone up in smoke, and with the death of Gadrei and the chaos in the Vientiane Kingdom, I can take advantage of the chaos and go back, and with the feathers I have built up over the years, it will not be difficult to ascend to the throne.”
There was a temptation in Gabrielle’s tone that made Ziobello waver a little.
Gabriele continued, “As long as I go back and become king, I can promise you anything at that time.”
“Good!”
Ziobello agreed with a clench of his teeth.
He then got up and went to contact the captain of the nearest flight and his co-pilot, which was nothing more than a bullying tactic.
As Gabriele watched Ziobello leave, a sneer appeared at the corners of her mouth, that stupid woman.
Once she managed to get back on her feet, the first thing she would do would be to kill her.