#Chapter 50: Handle It

Arthur I’m sitting in my office, the orange glow of the setting sun playing across the glass top of my desk. My fingers are flying over my keyboard, eager to finish up my work for the day so I can go home and check on Miles. It’s been a busy day, made even worse by last night’s events. I’m tired and more sore than I’d like to admit, and had to put out more than one fire today. Somehow, people caught glimpses of me and Iris leaving that event last night, and questions are starting to circulate. People want to know if Iris, or rather, ‘Flora’, is the secret human mate I’ve been hiding. Thanks to my status as Alpha President, however, it’s been relatively simple to scrub the internet of any photographs that may have been leaked. My assistants handled the gossip, carefully using their anonymous social media accounts to start rumors that that wasn’t me at the event last night, but rather another man who is actually ‘Flora’s’ boyfriend from Bo’Arrocan. I’ve almost fin