Rejected as a Commoner, Wanted as an Heir

Breaking my resolve 1

Christian's POV

Scrolling through my phone, I hissed at each post of the attack that had happened earlier I'm the day. It's almost midnight and they are all going crazy over the comments. Many of the blog posts have written more fabricated stories than I would have imagined actually happened to me.

I had to leave the confines of the house and take the bicycle towards the end of the road where a gadget store, where WiFi could be used. The house and it's surroundings don't have reception and that was the plan for the house.

Far from all of the city rustles, however I had called for some installations. Just that I need something else to hold Lauren down and prevent her from making any crazy call.

I sighed, texting Donna. Instead of replying, she opened up a video call almost immediately. That lady has nothing like courtesy in her dictionary. If I wanted to see her face, there wouldn't have been a need to text first.

Sighing, I picked the call. "Learn to seek for permission before carry