Back to Alfred's Hotel RoomHe slept off while giving thoughts to the events at his country home. Nevertheless, his phone ringtone woke him up, and he looked at the time.“9 AM!” He exclaimed, and looked at the caller.“Carson,” he mumbled, before he picked the call, and greeted with a morning voice, “Hello, Carson. What's up?”“Good morning, Alfred. Are you just waking up?”“Good morning. I'm just waking up. You seemed worried. What's the haps?”“You are right. I'm worried because no one has contacted me on behalf of the accident victims. I feel like checking on them.”Instantly, Alfred's sleepy eyes cleared off, and he got up from the bed. Then, he requested, “Kindly give me ten minutes to dress up. I will accompany you to the clinic.”“That is nice of you, but if you are too tired, you can take a break. I …”“I can't be too tired when our reputation is at stake,” he interrupted, and dashed to the convenience. Soon, Carson arrived, and they left for the clinic. Nevertheless, Carson n

At Mirabel's ChamberShe returned to her chamber afterward, and to her disturbance, the weight of her love for Alfred, weighed heavily upon her. She looked out for a message or call from him, but none came. Now, it was a few minutes to 11 AM, and she wondered, “Why has he not checked on me?”Presently, she was uneasy, as she looked at the clock ticking from seconds to minutes. She picked up a magazine to keep herself busy, but she could not concentrate. Then, she thought of their conversation that morning, and she recalled that she was rude, by cutting the call on him.“Oh my God. He is mad at me for being rude,” she concluded, and dialed his number. “I can apologize,” she resolved while the phone rang, and she waited anxiously for him to pick.In Carson's CarAfter Alfred made up his mind to give Mirabel a call, he swiped his phone, and slid to her number, before he could dial, her call came.“Oh! She is calling,” he announced. Carson looked swiftly at him, and faced the road again.

At the Chairman's OfficeTheophilus was happily having a conversation with the police boss concerning the three assassins. He was glad about the report, and he welcomed Carson and Alfred with a warm smile. While still chatting, he signalled them to the visitors'chairs, and they sat down. They waited for him to bring his call to an end, and he did, “Thank you, officer, once again for your thorough investigation.”“You are welcome, Sir Gilmore. Extend the State's appreciation to him for exhibiting great statesmanship in a situation like this.”“That is the least he can do. I will extend your appreciation to him.” “It is all right. Have a productive day.”“Have a wonderful day, too.”Cut. Cut.“Welcome to my office. What brings you?” He inquired joyously after his call. Likewise, Alfred and Carson were infested by the smile, and they smiled too. Then, Carson requested, “What is the latest about the assassins? Have they made any confession?”“Certainly. They have confessed that they have

At Carson's OfficeHe ordered for lunch through his PA, and gave Pearl a call. Incidentally, she was in the library, and her phone was on silent mode. Rather than pick the call, she cut it and sent a message to him.(I can't talk now. In the library.)(I see. Call me when you are out.)(It's okay. How has your day been going?)(So nice. I have begun writing the script for the movie for the next event.)(Wow! What is the title? Can you send the plot to me?)(The title is Tamed By Love. I will send the plot right away.)(The title is great. I'm waiting for the plot.)(I will send it when you are out, and have had your lunch.)(Oh! I promise it won't disturb my studies.)(It will disturb your lunch?)(You won. I will go for my lunch then.)(That's my girl. Give me a call when you are through.)Relatedly, Scot arrived with the food, and they had their meal. Thereafter, Carson got a call from Pearl, and he relaxed on the couch to chat with her, while Alfred busied himself with the online a

“I got you, my Prince,” she responded sharply, and faced her food. The Prince faced his food too. Howbeit, the Princesses were not of the same opinion as the adults, and they said it as it should be, “Princess Mirabel, how is your fine husband?” Princess Julie asked, and Aurora was not left out, “That reminds me, Princess, have you and your husband chosen the wedding date?”The adults had never felt good with the children before. They depended on the children's questions to get vital information, and they waited silently for her response. She looked at Julie, who was sitting on her left, and answered, “He is fine,” then she faced Aurora, and lied, “We have not chosen a wedding date.” Before she could look away, Aurora reminded her, “But he promised that he will inform us of your wedding date soon.”“Yes.” She responded dismissively. Now, everyone faced their meal. After a few minutes, the Prince was through with his meal, and he announced, “Thank you, my father. Thank you, my mother, f