13. Prince Alexander West III

" Alexander West III, that's my name. I had been to the States for some business and on my way back to London I decided to take a cruise. Unfortunately I was careless and it has cost a lot. "

Xander said coldly his face as black as the bottom of a pot. His dark eyes were as deep as a bottomless abyss.

Aria and Qin Cheng exchanged glances their mouths dropping open in surprise.

Was he trying to play a foolish joke on them?

Alexander West III?

Who didn't know him... or at least knew his name.

Alexander West III famously known as Prince Xander of the United kingdom was the 3rd and youngest son of the crowned prince of Britain.

The king current in the office was his grandfather.

Although everyone knew his name and existence, he had always been mysterious to the public. No one knew his face.

He had never appeared on the media or on public and whenever he appeared on occasions, his face was always hidden or blurred.

It was alleged that since he was young, he had always distanced himself from the affairs of the monarch choosing to walk on his own path. He solely curved out a career for himself in his late teens without seeking the help of his parents or affluent family.

He was prominent in every aspect. He was rich and had a distinguished identify. He reached the top of business empires at such a young age and had become a legend that countless of people worshipped. Perfect partners for many ladies.

Unfortunately, no one knew how he looked like.

Aria felt shivers on her body as goosebumps quickly grew on her arms. Looking at the playful smirk on the man's face, she didn't think he was lying.

When she first saw him, his nobleman's aura was hard to ignore.

His eyebrows and eyes were deep but clean and cold though with a slight laziness laced in them. His faint colored eyes exuded an aloofness that pushed people thousands of miles away.

Those good looking eyes emitted innate tyranny easily sweeping everyone away. His charisma and aura had that power and intimidation.

When he was arguing with that lady that night, his glare was as sharp as a knife which caused shivers to run down people's spines. She was very startled by his gaze when their eyes accidentally met.

You could imagine her shock when the man suddenly appeared behind her acting like a hooligan while blaming her of eavesdropping on their conversation.

That's right, the woman.

She had mentioned something to do with palace rules or something.

Who was the woman?

His fiancee?

Aria suddenly felt like strangling herself. What was she thinking?

Her little face paled as her eyes dropped. Her long eyelashes covered the look of confusion, regret and hurt in her eyes.

What had she gotten herself into? What had she done?