The Alpha King Call Boy – Chapter 215
Fiona
The interior decorator was a slight woman with shiny, shoulder-length black hair pinned back on one side with a neat bronze hairclip that matched her stylish blazer. She greeted me with a gigantic smile, “I’m sorry,” she said instead of hello. “I am quite nervous about meeting you, Your Highness.”
“Please, call me Fiona.” I could see those nerves in the way the woman’s hands were slightly trembling. I hoped she was not about to try to shake my hand. I did not need to catch a dose of her energy, though it is difficult to be polite about declining an offered handshake.
rnative to handshaking, “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Fiona.
”
reached out to her right away.
loopy scribbles.
d bedroom suite. Everything in here was crimson and gold, from the wallpaper to the furniture to the floors. The décor was cluttered; the theme of it all was needless op
he many other professionals that would be participating in the project.
asurements and do more planning. A couple hours later, I headed back over there to check on her progress.
ng carried out of what used to be her bedroom. “Make sure this all gets donated,” I told the man in charge of the group. “We won’t be needing any of it here, but it is all usable, of course.”
I surveyed the empty spaces left behind. There was so much potential here, and I couldn’t wait to bring my vision to life.
her sling. Isabel was smitten with Lexi the moment she saw her. For the second time today, I found myself appreciating this wom
ary,” but assistant sounded better to me. Hiring an assistant was something I’d been planning on doing at Crescent, before I lef
ng around the East Wing. Now that the junk removal guys were gone, the rooms were all empty of both furnishings and people. It was just me and Lexi meander
open rooms… If I wanted to, I could move Grandfather into the palace with us. We could make him a space fully equipped for all o
site med
he nursing home had gotten increasingly complicated. It would be so much easier to spend timewith him in his final days if he were here in the privacy and security of our own home.
o move an already chronically confused man into an unfamiliar environment? I’d have to consult with Grandfather’s doctor about that to be sure, but I suspected it may not be the best move.I sighed heavily and took hold of Lexi’s little hands. She was wrapped to my chest facing outward. When I slipped my index fingers under her tiny fingers, she gripped tightly with both hands and babbled happily, making
What do you think, hmm?
grandfather to come here and live with us? Or should we keep him where he is? They take good care of him there. They know his routine. I don’t want to cause a disruption to his life if it’s just not necessary. Perhaps my idea is a selfish one. I just miss Grandfather so much. I wish my opportunities to see him, to
rom behind me. “Feel like sharing with someone who can answer back?”
been talking to the baby.
the lips, then Lexi on her forehead. “You doi
es. Just thinking. And overthi