“Send them out!”

After making another pot of Black Tea, Harvey calmly waved his hand, not bothered to show the fourth princess even an ounce of respect.

“Harvey York!”

The fourth princess gritted her teeth; she wanted to lash out, but she restrained herself with all her might.

She wanted to throw her tea at Harvey, but she had no choice but to hold back her anger. She knew the consequences of doing such a thing would be dire.

After coldly glaring at Harvey for a good few minutes, the fourth princess stormed out of the place.

A few minutes later, she was sitting in the back of her extended Rolls Royce with an extremely gloomy look.

A handsome and elegant secretary handed her a glass of champagne respectfully.

“Fourth Princess, what should we do now?”

The fourth princess’s expression darkened instantly.

“Assemble the Knights of the Round Table!” she exclaimed.

The Knights of the Round Table were elites selected within the Knights Templar.

If the Knights Templar were considere