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Now, she just wished she could get to hear more. Grace gave her a blank look until finally a frown formed on her face. "What, fired? Why would you think he would have fired you? On the contrary, I think he would have given you two weeks off but not before calling the family doctor over. Make no mistake Moesha, Mr King is no tyrant. He's an angel in human form." Keisha blinked a couple of times, trying to take in the words that she had to admit she had not expected to hear.

Who knew that this wave of slapping came too fast, as if a bomb had blown everyone up? In addition, Mr. King is a master who doesn't tweet all the year round. Now for this reason, he did not only actively tweets back, but also directly threw out his marriage certificate, which showed the extent of his doting on An Taotao.

—Raze Alconde --- Kane read the letter for the tenth time. He despised the emotions it stirred within him. He felt like he was mourning too much for that bastard—King—who didn’t even have the courage to say these things in person. Yet, he had the audacity to die without warning, leaving Kane with more questions than answers.

“What’s the worst that could happen? Tomorrow’s front page: Kenneth Wright hopelessly in love with his wife. Scandalous.” He paused, glancing at her sideways. “And Freya King… not an android. Just human. But filthy rich.” Kenneth shook his head. “Devastating. The public may never recover.” Freya: “...” Inner Devil: ‘Yeah, what can they say? Freya King can snore like a kitten, and her husband is smitten!’ Inner Devil 2: ‘Or… Freya breathes. Freya sleeps. Freya dares to trip in public. Humanity EXPOSED.’

Will_the_devil WHAT DO YOU MEAN, THE TALK? I_pooped ... The_real_prince_charming EVERYONE!!! YOU NEED TO CALM DOWN. YOU ARE BEING TOO LOUD. Noah's_wifey DAMN, NOAH, DID YOU JUST- I_love_my_mommy YES! HE QUOTED TAYLOR. KWEEN! Yes_you_suck YES, NOAH, YOU ARE SUCH A KWEEN! Will_the_devil NO, NO, NOAH IS A PRINCE. GOING TO BE A KING SOON. NOT 'KWEEN.' ALSO, YOU GUYS SPELLED QUEEN WRONG.

I asked Elder Morgana. Damon interrupted her as she was about to speak. “Listen, everyone. I don't care who you are or what you are. I am the only one with the title of a king here. I am not just the alpha of a pack alone. I am the alpha king, and I demand total respect from all of you. It's one kingdom and I lead everyone!”

contract which is not assuring. The crowds clapped as they strode to the podium while some whistled. The old Kingmaker with his twitched irritated lips climbed the podium before reading from a big book. "Today, the successor of King Rex, King Alex of Lexsborough is going to be joined with his loving mate..." At the mention of that, Alex squeezes her arm a little harder and when she looked into his eyes, they were as hard as a rock. It didn't stop her from leaning to his side and whispering into his ears.

I sigh and grab my phone, scrolling through endless headlines and reaction posts. The internet is boiling. I click on a trending article and skim through the comments. *I CAN’T BELIEVE I BULLIED HER WITHOUT HEARING HER SIDE OF THE STORY. SHE DIDN’T EVEN KNOW HE WAS KING? THAT’S LITERALLY A MOVIE PLOT. HER BEST FRIEND IS EVIL, LET’S VISIT HER PAGE. THE KING HASN’T SAID ANYTHING.* I stare at that last one longer than I should. The king hasn’t said anything.

He could not, and would not, leave a single flank exposed. Because right now, the King was bleeding. His navy suit was gone, replaced by a dark tactical shirt. His steel-blue eyes were dead, devoid of any humanity, staring at the phone in his hand like a man waiting for his own execution. He was ready to burn the entire city to the ground, to wage a war that would drag every syndicate into the abyss, just to find the woman who had stolen his cold, ruthless heart. Suddenly, the encrypted military tablet held by Cain in the front seat let out a violent, high-pitched ping.

“Let’s not panic, okay? Let’s check if there’s anything online about the new letters. That may help us know what we are going to do.” I picked up my phone and checked my anonymous Twitter account. I checked the trending hashtags and King Edwin was one of them as expected. “He’s trending again, right?” “He’s been trending since the first letter I sent to the palace. I just don’t want him to trend. I want him to feel the heat, I want the kingdom to turn against him. I want him off that throne so that someone better can become King.” I answered, clicking on a few posts that had to do with King Edwin’s situation.