How many women will Alfred marry?
“Certainly not. That is what you encounter as a royal. Many false friends with selfish interests.”“I can attest to that. I had a handful of them.” “So, what are your next plans?”“I intend to settle down in Ridgewood after the Exhibition and lead a life free from royalty. I need a break.”“Wow! That's good, but why Ridgewood?”“I have a special likeness for the place, and I have a few business associates there. By the way, why did you ask?”“I'm from Ridgewood.”“Oh! What a coincidence.”“If I may ask, what business do you do?”“I have a lot of them. Prominent among them are the Perfumery Business and Sweet Production.”Carson was thrilled to hear that, and he spoke, “Your decision is good. If I get you right, you are the heir apparent?”Alfred gave him a questioning look, and asked, “Yes. Do you have any problem with that?”“Not really, I just wish to find out. Are you giving that up too?”“I have to. Many eyes are on the seat, and my siblings can go to any length to get it.”“I got
The gobsmacked Hazel, who thought that she was her last port of call, became disenchanted with him. She looked at his trembling hand, and collected the paper. At that point, her eyes were wet, and she could not help but allow the tears to drop. All the same, she tried to defend, “Old Pa Walter, we are adults.”Nevertheless, the old man knew better, and clarified her, “I know what my grandson is capable of doing. You can leave,” he dismissed her. She left at once, and met Sir Jackson Walter at the door. He was surprised to meet an unkempt girl, walked out of his father's chamber. Meanwhile, Kenny and his siblings disappeared the moment their father appeared. “Did you hire a new janitor?” He asked one of the guards.“Not at all, Sir.” The guard responded. Now, he had walked into his father's chamber and greeted, “Good morning, my father,” and took his seat.“Good morning, Jackson. How are you?”“I'm fine, my father. And you?” Jackson asked, and lifted the flask to ascertain that there
“Okay, boss,” David agreed, and walked away while Jackson went through the Exhibition news once again. The thought that it was only his company that was absent, embarrassed him the more.He stared into the space for a while, and muttered, “Alfred is a serious-minded business minded person, and would not miss this exhibition for anything. Where could he be?”When Steve got the boss' invitation from David, he knew what to expect, and put himself together. He had worked with Alfred for five years, and had no record of recklessness. Before an hour, he was at the complex with Max. Thereafter, David led them into the office, with a sad demeanor, and they greeted, “Good morning, Sir Walter.”Without answering their greetings, he studied their countenances, before he looked into their eyes, and asked, “Where is your boss?”The two bowed their heads in despair while David looked on. Then, Jackson urged, “Say something. Where is your boss?”Steve looked up, and narrated all that took place at th
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
Carson and Alfred welcomed them, but were calm. They thought that they wished to interrogate the victims to trace the hit-and-run driver, but they were mistaken.“Good morning, officers,” Carson stood up and greeted. Alfred did the same, and the officers responded at once, “Good morning, Young Masters. I am delighted to see you.”“Thank you, Officer. Can you give the patients' some time before the interview? As you can see. They are on the table,” Carson pleaded. Meanwhile, the moment the officers walked in, and cast the patients a misanthropic look, they became apprehensive. The delicious food, turned to gravel stones in their mouths immediately. Carson saw the apprehensive look, and tried to calm them down, “Friends, eat your food. They merely need your cooperation to fish out the driver who hit you and ran away.”“Okay,” one of them said, and they breathed freely, and continued with their meal.“It's not what you think, Young Master,” Allen said, and Carson was astonished. At that p
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.
“Yes, my father,” Carson accepted, and Jackson looked at Alfred for his opinion. He smiled, and pointed out, “I agree with you, Sir Gilmore, but permit us to give those criminals some punches before the imprisonment.”Howbeit, Allen and Carson could not suppress their laughter, and they burst into a hearty laugh. Theophilus glared at Alfred, and was unable to decide whether to laugh or not. However, he maintained his stand, “Never mind, the authority will give them some punches on your behalf. You can leave,” he dismissed. Now, Alfred was laughing heartily along with the others. Subsequently, Carson's mother, Lady Whinny Gilmore, who was in the bathroom, walked in, “What is funny. I heard you laughing happily?”“Good evening, mom,” Carson got up and greeted.“Good evening, Lady Gilmore. I am delighted to see you,” Alfred stood up and greeted too. Lady Gilmore sat beside her husband, and responded cheerfully, “Good evening, my dear. Kindly take your seats.” She watched them sit down, a
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