Chapter 310: Pleading Or Plotting?
"Are you hiding from me, Your Royal Highness?"
Talia with struggle, kept her plastered smile as the little Duke of Luxxenshire asked her with a sneer.
"Oh, My! Whatever made you feel ignored?" Talia didn’t even wish to address him properly. This guy still thinks everyone owes him something for whatever narcissistic reason he comes up with. But for her, he looked so little. Not because she was taller than him, or because of her higher status, but because of his cunning and lowly mind.
"Igno-" he gritted his teeth as he got enraged. "I see you are plugging in your family nicely with our aristocratic circle," he scoffed looking in the direction of her grandfather.
"Yes, because my grandpa was no one before today, and just by his presence here, he became one of the richest businessmen in the world. Bravo! Nice observation. I should thank you for this miracle," Talia’s face hurt by her smile, but her eyes were throwing daggers at the man who got more and more enraged.
King Louis noted Talia in a difficult situation and wanted to offer help, but he stopped seeing Talia shaking her head subtly, asking him not to interfere.
"Remember while you are being so snug surrounded by your family in a place where they are not welcomed by all, my only son is rotting in a jail cell." His voice began to shake. "Even his bail requests are getting denied. Every year my son would be so excited about the Spring Ball and this year he’s... he’s eating bland food while... My wife and I couldn’t even eat properly these days-"
While he was talking, Talia could hear Mr. Ed talking to the photographers who were focusing on her, to move elsewhere. Talia knew this Duke is trying to make a scene by riling her up, while he acts pitiful.
Well, little man... I can act too.