Chapter 8 Ten million dollars

“You stop right there,” Tina said. She put my coffee down on the table in front of me, a little too hard. A blob of whipped cream slid off the top and started melting down the side.

“Peter, you are not going to sell our daughter to settle a debt,” she said, staring daggers at him.

“It’s okay,” I said, and I reached out to Tina. She pulled away.

“It’s not okay,” Evan snapped.

I already had the gold business card, and my cell phone, in my hand.

“It’s actually my choice, alright?” I said. That got them to quiet down.

I made the call.

While it rang I took a few shallow breaths and tried to prepare what I was going to say. I didn’t plan to, but when the line picked up I just started talking before the prince could answer. The words just rushed out.

“Hello Nolan — I mean, Your Highness — I changed my mind and I’m so sorry about what I said last night. If you’ll still have me, I’ll marry you, but I’ll need your help with something first and I just have to get it out, I need ten millio