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The Royal Arrangement

*** This story will be temporarily on hold. I am sorry to my readers if I can't continue to write this at the moment. I plan to finish The Royal Contract first this month before continuing to write this one. Again, I am asking for your understanding. Due to financial reasons, I need to write a new book for now. A Contract to Marry the Cold-hearted CEO I hope you will give it a try. Thanks again for reading my stories. *** Little girls dreamed of sparkling tiaras and fancy gowns. Little boys wanted to drive fast cars. Well, could she have both? And the father she had never met as a bonus. Luisa was the spunky, street-smart girl next door that wanted her life to have meaning. She lived her life like she was not exceptional except when she was behind the wheel, racing for the finish line. But was that all she wanted? One day, a man dressed up in an impeccable suit came up to her and told her she was a princess, heir to the throne. Insane, right? He was a prince and a successful tycoon who almost had everything except one thing. He wanted the crown. But he had no birthright to rule the Kingdom. Until he discovered there was another way for him to become King. However, he had to agree to the conditions and convince his future Queen of his plans. Easy, right? Would an arrangement be the solution to what they both desire? Would Luisa submit to what Liam proposed? Or would they get more than what they bargained for in the end? Note: This story is related to the Royal Contract book. Still, it is a standalone story. There is no need to read the other book to understand it. [Warning: Mature steamy content, slight violence (in the later chapters), and some inappropriate language] COVER PHOTO - Credit to the owner.

bishop1275 · Urbano
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Chapter 273

She could not say she was not happy to see her mother again. Despite their misunderstanding, she had missed her mother terribly. They had always been a team, she and her mother against the world.

However, she would admit she felt guilty for being angry with her without trying to comprehend her reasons for lying. She never gave her mother a chance to see it from her point of view.

"Eida, she has the right to know." She could hear a familiar voice speaking in the garden even before she saw her face.

"You know I can't tell her, not yet." Another voice answered. "I need more time." Of course, she also knew that tone.

"Are you going to wait until she learned the truth from someone else? Would it be better if she heard it from you?" The conversation continued as she neared the garden, where three people were having a friendly chat.