But there must be a connection between these two events, and it was the Sage's instinct to ask why Mrs. Sala had suddenly come here, and why her wife had come with Mr. Wilson.

"Mrs. Sala?" Mr. Wilson paused for a moment. Could it be that this matter had something to do with Mrs. Shara, so the sage immediately went to see her. "Is this related to her?"

"I don't know. I need to find her now." Gong Sheng replied.

"Alright, since that's the case, I'll go with you. I also want to know if An Xin's disappearance is related to her!" Mr. Wilson had assumed that the reason Mrs. Sala had assured Ann that he was here was to humiliate Ann, to leave the palace in peace, and to make room for her daughter.

But from the looks of it, things were not that simple anymore.

Now Mr. Wilson was especially sorry that he had allowed Ann to come to Milan with him, which had led her to fall into a dangerous situation.

If anything happened to Ann, he would never forgive himself.

Mr. Wilson took the palace sage straight to the hotel where Mrs. Sala was staying.

Fortunately, Mrs. Sala did not go out today, or the two of them would have missed each other.

He knocked on the door of the hotel suite. Mrs. Sala was dressed neatly and looked like she was about to leave.

When she saw Gong Sheng appear at the door of her room, she was slightly surprised. She didn't expect him to come back to find her.

Although she had not seen him since the death of his mother, he had always appeared in the financial news, so she knew who he was when she saw him standing by the door.

"Come in." Mrs. Sala stepped aside to let them in.

He elegantly sat back on the sofa in his suite, then picked up the cup of coffee in front of him and took a sip. "What do you want from me?" he asked.

"Madam Sarah, we came here to find out where you hid An Xin!" asked Mr. Wilson, in a tone that was clearly interrogative, a far cry from the gentle Mr. Wilson of before.

Hearing Mr. Wilson's words, Mrs. Shara clearly frowned in displeasure. She put down her coffee cup and looked at Mr. Wilson, who was sitting across from her. "Although I really don't like this person, I'm not so bored as to hide her. You guys came to find me now that you can't find her, is that a bit unreasonable? Maybe she had something to go on and went out, so I didn't tell you where she went. "

With that, she turned her gaze to the Holy Emperor, "And you, do you think you should question me for a woman you don't have anything to do with me? You know you're engaged to Mina. I don't care about your past with her, but that doesn't mean you can have any relationship with her in the future. This is definitely not allowed! "

Seeing the arrogant look on Mistress Sala's face, the palace saint sneered and said, "This marriage contract was only set up verbally. There was no ceremony, and even if we were to get engaged, we will have to break off the engagement. I like Ann, and I've always been and always will be. I never intended to marry your daughter. As for me coming here today, I want to know why you want An Xin to come here and participate in your design. "