Reject My Alpha President (Iris and Arthur) novel Chapter 249

Chapter 249

The rest of our vacation passes in a similar fashion–lazy mornings, outdoor adventures with Miles during the day, quiet

evenings together after he goes to bed. I work on my sketch whenever I have a moment alone, refining details and making notes

about colors and textures for the final piece.

This vacation is the most relaxed I’ve seen Arthur in years–since before his presidential campaign began. Away from the

constant pressure of being Alpha President, he’s playful, affectionate, and fully present with Miles and me in a way he rarely has

time to be back in the city.

But I have to admit, by the time we’re packing to leave, I’m eager to get home. I miss my apartment and my coffee dates with

Alice, and now that I’ve finished the sketch for my painting, I’m eager to get back to my studio so I can start outlining it on the

canvas.

The flight back to Ordan feels infinitely shorter than the journey out, or maybe that’s just because Miles and I both knock out the

moment the plane takes off—both exhausted from our adventure.

Before I know it, we’re touching down, and Ezra meets us at the airstrip. But as we climb into the waiting car, I can’t help but

notice his grim expression.

“What happened?” Arthur asks once we’re inside the secure vehicle, clearly picking up on the same thing I did.

“A lot,” Ezra admits. “Iris’s debut was even more successful than anticipated. The polls are showing an 87% approval rating for

her after the confrontation with Selina.”

I blink in surprise. “Seriously?” I didn’t expect anyone to care that much about that—at least, gaining approval from the masses

is certainly not the reason why I said the things I did–and I certainly wasn’t anticipating so much approval.

Ezra nods. “People love a good redemption story, and your gracious handling of the situation won over even some of Selina’s

staunchest supporters. The way you referred to her as your ‘sister‘ and invited her to enjoy the party made you come across like a

kind and forgiving person.”

“So I’m popular now?” The concept is bizarre after the disastrous event where my dress was destroyed and the subsequent

interview where I felt like a Selina clone.

“Very,” Ezra replies. “Your approval rating is actually higher than Arthur’s, which is saying something since his usually sits comfortably around 85%. It probably won’t be permanent–approval ratings tend to peak like this then dip slightly once the buzz passes–but right now, you’re looking fantastic. And everyone seems to have forgotten about your initial:.. faux pas. No offense.”

“None taken,” I say, shuddering slightly at the reminder.

Arthur’s eyebrows rise. “There’s something else, though, isn’t it? Good news doesn’t usually make you look like you’ve

Ezra’s mouth thins. “You’re right, Alpha. There has been… another development.”

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Her ratings were already lowering during her coma, thanks to rumors about the car crash and the news coming out that she’s not