Chapter 43;

Alec sat on the chair, and picked up the phone call, seeing it was his butler, he picked up.

"Hello, what's going on?" Alec asked. His brows raised.

"Hello sir, I am just calling to inform you that there is a ball coming soon at London Royal house, you are expected to bring a date also, the whole camera will be on you," The butler explained everything.

"Ball? As in What ball?" Alec asked, anger now written all over his face, a scowl evident on his forehead.

"Sir, it's a masquerade ball, you are to wear a mask, and your clothes will be delivered to your doorstep." The butler went on.

"Sure." Alec attempted to hang up, but the butler quickly spoke up.

"Sir, the ball is tomorrow, and you are expected to bring a date," And then he said. "Why don't you take Haylee with you?"

Alec's blood boiled with anger, did his butler just mention... Haylee?

"I never want to hear that name again." He almost cracked his phone and the voce on the other end trembled.

"I am so sorry Sir, forgive me.