Novel & Cerita The Royal Deal

I asked surprised. "Yes. In the next five days, I want you to bring your girlfriend to me. Then you take over." "I don't understand. I don't have a girlfriend." "You better find one. I have no one else than you. So you're the only heir to this Entertainment." He responded. "What if I don't see anyone?" I inquired. "You won't like what I'm gonna do." He said, sternly and left the office. Gosh! A girlfriend in the next five days?

"You're the one working for me, remember?" Declan crossed the room and handed him the drink. He held his up to toast and they clinked glasses. "Not just for you, for the whole Royal Family." He downed the contents and then set it on Grayson's desk. "So, what is so important that requires my attention." Grayson sighed, knowing that Declan was the first person he had to tell. He shuddered to think what might happen if this leaked out before he was ready. "I'm taking a bride."

Anyone would be lucky to wear their collections. “Yeah, he was. He’s handing it over to his son today. It’s the coronation tonight, they mailed me an invite, but I declined the invitation.” “What? Why?” I ask, gaping. “I don’t feel the need to.” “Have you met the son?” I stare at the screen. “No,” She grimaces. “Apparently the son is very mysterious, hiding his identity and all. But, we get to see him on TV live right now.” The CEO of Noble Craft, a man in his early sixties is standing on the stage, clutching a microphone while laughing brightly; the hall is packed with people from all over the world.

she said finally as we got to sorting out our stuff. The room was compact, with two twin beds placed on opposite sides, each with an assortment of throw pillows. A large window lets in natural light and is adorned with curtains in a soft, pastel color. We each got our own wardrobes and reading tables. Overall, I couldn't have asked for more.

She patted his back and he broke the hug after a while. “Look at you… You look different.” “Yeah.” Marley stared around. “Business is surely blooming.” Roy chuckled and Marley stared back a t him. “So you have the information I asked for?” Roy nodded. “Of course I do. Peter King is a real scumbag true and true. And another shocking thing, he met with your father five years ago.”

The beeping in the room continued as bids popped in from all over. Sir Lucille allowed himself a satisfied smile. It was just like he had predicted. Kim and Joe, the other guy, were in individual battles to keep their excitement contained. The moment was one they had anticipated for weeks. Now that it was here, the euphoria they felt was even more than they imagined. The bids for Rose Sterling came in millions, and the buyers were from all over the world. Everyone wanted a piece of her. Sir, Lucille was going to make sure the most suitable buyer got it.

The kind of guy I would say yes to in a heartbeat if my life wasn’t a complete disaster. But Richard’s words slammed into my mind like a cold slap. "No dates, no clients, no flirting. If you so much as smile at a man, the deal is off. And you will owe me everything I paid for your sister, plus interest." I swallowed, staring at Jake’s phone. A little voice whispered, in my head said, 'How would Richard even know?' But I wasn’t about to risk it. “I’m sorry,” I said, stepping onto the bus without another glance.

“When I asked for the whole story, this was the last thing I expected you to lay at my feet.” “It’s a lot, I know.” “A princess. It’s such a strange word on my tongue.” She chuckled. “Are you saying I can’t pull it off? You haven’t seen me in a ballgown or a crown.” He laughed. “No. I definitely can see you in that. It’s just shocking to be dating royalty—and even more shocking learning how you were treated. I want to be fascinated by who you are, but I can't dissociate how you were treated. I don’t know what to say about your parents’ behaviour.”

“So, ready?” “For what?” I was starstruck every time I met royals. I still found it hard to wrap around my head that I met and shared a meal with royalties. The door swung opened again, then two men in suits put down a couple of paper bags. “What are those?” “We’re going out,” she announced gleefully. “Princess Carlott, I can’t.”

The person on the other line laughed even harder. ["Yah! You have no right to bargain with me. Remember you're keeping a name, so if you don't want to ruin the reputation you're keeping, give me the price I want. Three million. After all, you're rich and part of a royal family, right?”] He even emphasizes the words 'royal family' and seems to be teasing Rebecca. However, the threat is still there in the tone of the speech.