#Chapter 90: The Answer Is Going To Be No

Jasper’s POV Jasper overslept that morning, so he didn’t hear about the latest report on Sheila until he read about it in the morning paper over his eggs and mimosa. It nearly turned his stomach, though not quite enough to stop eating his breakfast. Sheila had to be playing some kind of game. That was his running theory, anyway. How else could the news have found out about this story? Lucian wouldn’t have said a word and Jasper surely didn’t. No one would have believed the guy who was exiled. Who else knew the story and would be believed? When the phone rang, Jasper’s butler answered it. “One moment, Sir,” the butler said, and then brought the phone to Jasper who was sitting at the tray table pulled up alongside his bed. The butler set the phone down beside Jasper’s breakfast and then handed him the receiver. Jasper was annoyed at first, as he hadn’t told him yet that he would accept the call. Yet, seeing my face, he clarified, “It is the Alpha King, sir.” Oh. Jasper