Chapter 161

Prescott frowned slightly. The way Prince Andrés was staring at Camila in a daze made something unpleasant stir in his heart. Honestly, he regretted dressing her up so well tonight. Should've toned it down a bit. Now he just wanted to hide her away-her beauty should be for his eyes only. He subtly shifted his tall frame, casually stepping in front of her, blocking the prince's line of sight just enough. "Andrés, congrats," he said with a faint smile tugging at his lips, casual but laced with ownership. Snapping out of it, Prince Andrés caught that little movement and immediately understood. So it was just a misunderstanding on Ralf's part-no need to call it out and make things awkward. Besides, stepping out to get some air had helped him calm down from the earlier shock of seeing Alexander and family arrive. Now that the surprise had worn off, anxiety crept in. This was going to get messy. He glanced at Prescott again, obviously troubled, debating how to break the news. Everyone who kn