#Chapter29

"Why can't I be here? This is the royal car." He said, patting the empty seat beside him.

Rhyker isn't supposed to be here, he should be in a royal limousine with his butler and two of his trusted guards. He's the future king, we need to protect him, so I wonder what is he with me? Maybe to mock and laugh at my miserable life while he's rich and showered with money.

"You are supposed to be with one of your buddies." I retorted, glaring at him.

"You should glare less, you will have in no time wrinkles on your forehead. It will look ugly." He joked while...