Chapter 1447 Covering Things Up
Arielle stared at Aaron’s departing figure for a long time before retracting her gaze. Then, she followed Sybil to meet Dylan. Her actions did not escape Vinson’s notice. He glanced at the faraway Aaron with an inexplicable expression in his eyes.
Soon, the three of them arrived at Dylan’s palace. The king was waiting in his study at that time. Instead of informing Dylan of his surprise visitor, Sybil led them straight to the study’s door.
He knocked twice on the door.
Dylan was looking at a photograph of him and Maureen when someone knocked on the study’s door. He hastily shoved the photo into a book on his table and asked, “Who is it?”
“Your Majesty, I have Ms. Moore with me.”
Sybil’s words had barely left his mouth when they heard a loud noise coming from within the study. A few seconds later, the door opened from the inside.
Dylan’s eyes were glued to Arielle the moment he opened the door. After appraising her carefully, he heaved a sigh of relief and muttered, “It’s great that you’re not hurt.”
Arielle had noticed that the king was unusually concerned over her wellbeing, and she began to think that Vinson’s hypothesis was correct.
Before she could utter a word, Dylan invited her into his study.
The study was a space of privacy. As such, the king did not entertain guests in the room. Anyone allowed into the room was highly regarded and trusted by the king.
Arielle entered the study with nary a hint of hesitation. Vinson was about to go in with her when Sybil stopped him and pointed downstairs. Vinson immediately caught his meaning and followed the man away.
A smile cut through Dylan’s stern expression when he saw Arielle walking into his study.
He pointed at the couch beside his desk and gestured for Arielle to sit. “Have a seat.”
Arielle nodded and took a seat on the couch.
“Would you like to drink anything?” He was a bit nervous now that he was alone with Arielle.
She was about to reject his offer when she remembered her motives for visiting him. She changed her mind and smiled at him before requesting, “A cup of coffee, please.”
Dylan was about to call Sybil and instruct his subordinate to prepare the beverage. However, the moment his hand touched his phone, he thought of doing something else. He smiled at Arielle and said, “Wait here for a while. I’ll prepare it for you.”
Then, he left the room before Arielle could say a word.
He was smiling the entire time. My princess can enjoy a cup of coffee that I brewed for her.
Meanwhile, a dumbfounded Arielle stared at Dylan’s merry gait as he left the study beaming. She thought that the king would relegate a task as menial as brewing a cup of coffee to his servants, and she was surprised that he had offered to do it himself.
Is it really him? Could it be?
Her suspicions prompted Arielle to get up and scrutinize the study. She wanted to find any clues about his identity, yet after surveying the room, she came up empty-handed. Are my guesses wrong?
She was questioning her assumptions when Dylan returned. He seemed shocked to see her lingering around his desk. Arielle reacted as though she was caught red-handed, and she pointed at a book on the table, asking, “Could I borrow this book?”
Dylan was naturally delighted that Arielle wanted to borrow a book from him. He happily agreed to her request, only to regret his decision immediately when Arielle picked up the book. In his haste earlier, he had stuffed the photograph of him and Maureen in that very same book.
How can I talk my way out of this if Arielle discovers the photograph? Could I cover the truth up? After all, I disguised myself back then. Even if she sees it, I’m sure she’ll only wonder why I have Maureen’s photograph.
