Cordelia was rendered speechless. "I said us!
"Not just to me and you. He's also nice to Neil and even Aurelia!
"Before I got to know him, I thought that all the royals were high and mighty. Alexander changed my view. He's down to earth.
"Darling, why do you think that's the case?"
Why? His love for a person extended to people around that person!
Alexander was only looking out for the group around Cordelia because of her! Hah, an unexpected romantic!
Zephyr took a deep breath. His fingers on the cutlery clenched, his knuckles turning white. There was no change in his expression, though, only rolling currents underneath his calm eyes.
"Maybe he wants to get the Irwins on his side." He smiled. "The Irwins are significant in Southeast Aciatic and are relatives to the Harrises. Getting you on his side gives him a higher chance of inheriting the throne."
"Then why does Victoria—"
"This is where Alexander's brilliant!" Zephyr looked aloof. "Victoria's arrogant and domineering, but he's easy to approach. Think about it. What king do the people of Southeast Aciatic hope to have?
"He might not be genuinely nice to you. People like this have motives in everything they do.
"The throne is his motive.
"My silly wife." Zephyr rubbed Cordelia's head fondly. "You're smart but too sentimental. People are nice to you, and you value it, wanting to repay several times more. How can this be!?"
Cordelia pursed her lips and stayed silent.
"So, stay behind me next time." Zephyr smirked as he hugged her in his arms, saying next to her ear in his deep and husky voice, "I'll protect you."
He added, "Actually, I quite admire Prince Alexander. Even if he resorts to whatever he can do for the throne, it can't be helped. This is his way of survival. We should understand him."
Cordelia nodded seriously and looked up to smile at him.
Zephyr seemed nonchalant but was actually elated. He would placate Cordelia first, then talk to Alexander to probe him. If the prince did have an ulterior motive toward Cordelia, he would absolutely twist his head off!
Zephyr cracked a grin and continued to coax his wife to eat. While he smoked, he sent a text to Neil to ask him to help arrange a meeting with the prince.
…
Neil was once again at the tailor's Aurelia worked.
This time, the owner did not leave once he was there like previously. She stared at him instead.
Neil was in all black with a pair of large sunglasses. Paired with his model physique, he was a walking pheromone.
He looked back at the owner as she looked at him.
Usually, the woman looked at him like he was a gangster who would demolish her shop anytime. Today, however, her gaze was completely different!
"I recognize you!" The owner laughed. "You're that… actor who won awards! You acted in lots of movies!"
Neil frowned and removed his sunglasses to look at her.
"Oh my, it's really you!"
"Shh…"
"No need to shush me!" The owner said with a chuckle, "This street is full of antiques of similar age like me. We usually don't watch movies or entertainment news, so no one knows you! But I saw my son who's in university watching your movie yesterday. That's how I found out you're an award-winning actor!"
Neil's expression was complicated before he plastered on a smile.
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