The Royal Contract

Chapter 684

Chapter 684: A scaredy-cat

Now, the producer and her director wished that she would have a live interview with the Prince himself. They loved the story she had presented to them and would love to hear it live out of the Prince’s mouth.

But how could she convince the Prince to join her on stage when he adamantly refused any live interviews. Aside from that, she still felt awkward after what happened to the two of them.

“Could you even look him in the eye after what happened to the two of you?” She mumbled to herself, staring at her reflection in the glass window behind her desk. But she promised them a live segment.

Then, adding to the problem. Eida remembered her friend, Amelia. Hearing about who her friend had been referring to when they talked about her childhood love.

Finally, Eida realized they were talking about the same man. Prince Lance Wellington. Her friend was in love and about to get engaged to her Prince.

“Not my Prince.” Chastising herself for such a foolish notion. He was not hers and would never be.

She turned around, facing her desk again. Then, she shuffled on her papers, returning her attention to her work. Still, her mind kept returning to her task and set an appointment with the Prince.

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After an hour, she had finally concentrated on her work, forgetting all about the Prince. At least she accomplished finishing a couple of days’ worth of work.

“I am done.” She turned to her secretary, who had been working alongside her with the stack of files. Work that accumulated while she was away.

Turning off her light in her office, she realized that it was already late. Dining out was her only option because cooking at home would be out of the question.

“Why don’t you take my reservation?” Her secretary offered. It was in some fancy restaurant just a few blocks from their building. “My boyfriend just canceled on me due to some emergency at work.”

“Why don’t you join me? It can be our bonding time.” She counter-offered, thinking it would be nice to spend time with her outside the office. “My treat.”

“Nah!” Her secretary answered her. “I am not in the mood to see people. It was supposed to be our anniversary.” She pouted her thick lips she envied for the longest time.

She felt sad for her secretary and terrible about herself. She vaguely remembered that she told her she was leaving early today for her anniversary. But with her issues, she had forgotten all about it.

“If you are sure.” She tapped her secretary’s shoulders as she also prepared to leave. “I can be good company.” Attempting to make up with her.

“You go enjoy your night, boss.” Her secretary turned to her, forcing a smile on her face. Then, she turned on the lights, and they both walked to the elevator.

The elevator ride was quiet, but as they separated ways at the parking lot. She asked again. “We can still have dinner together.”

But her secretary shook her head. Then, she shouted to her. “Call someone else, someone who can cheer you up to join you. You look like you also needed it.” She shrugged her shoulders before walking away from her.

She proceeded to her car and immediately rode it. But she did not drive away. With the phone in her hand, she thought of a person she could call to join her. But she was drawing a blank.

Not completely. That was a lie.

Her mind was constantly thinking of two people lately. But she kept denying her thoughts from consuming her. But it seemed she was not winning.

She was left thinking if Amelia had finally left the City as she initially said to her or did she stay to fulfill her father’s wish to marry the Prince.

Then, the Prince who had bothered her waking and sleeping hours. Was she affected by what happened to them? Or was it deeper? Was finding out about his impending marriage to her friend bothering her?

“Stop it.” She slammed her hands on the wheels, quickly grabbing the keys of her car from her bag.

She roared the engine of her favorite car, loving how it purred every time she hit on the gas. It was music that calmed her nerves during times like this.

Then, a guard tapped on her window, probably wondering what was wrong with her. “Mam, are you ok? You have your engine on for a few minutes now. Do you have a problem?”

She did not realize what she was doing. All she knew was that she enjoyed listening to the engine’s motor. “I am good, just thinking if I forgot something.” She quickly excused herself, not wanting the guard to make a big deal out of this.

“If you are sure?” She smiled at the kind guard, remembering saying similar words earlier.

She moved her vehicle away from the parking lot and drove to the restaurant. She believed it was only hunger making her think crazy, remembering she had a small sandwich for lunch and nothing in between.

As she walked inside the restaurant, guided by the hostess to her seat, she could not help but notice the high society dining in such a place.

It was indeed one of the best restaurants in the City. If her secretary dined here alone, she could not afford it. Luckily, her boyfriend worked as a high executive with a high-paying job. However, his work also occupied most of his time.

A waiter immediately came to assist her to her seat. “Here is the list of the specials.” The man handed her a white card. “Shall we come back for your order?” He asked while pouring her a glass of their complimentary wine.

But before she could respond to the waiter, a familiar voice called her name. Judging from the source, it was not far from her table. She wondered if it was her mind playing tricks on her. Or it meant that she had stayed.

When she searched the room for her friend, her eyes did not land on her. But instead, they stared at another set of eyes. The one she had been staring on her dreams.

It only meant they were dining together and were getting married and having babies. Her friend would be so happy. It was what she had been dreaming of for almost her entire life.

But what about her? What about what she wanted? Suddenly, she realized she might also have some interest in the Prince. She was just afraid to admit it. She was such a scaredy-cat when it came to relationships.