#Chapter 138: An Invitation

[Evelyn’s POV] Alexander nodded his head. “That’s because Gregory wasn’t anticipating that we would actually be able to provide any real evidence. No doubt he was already aware of the issues that were going on between Michael and me, he probably thought that I was doing all of this purely out of spite.” I shook my head and tsked. “Unfortunately, I believe you,” I said. “I noticed the way he was looking at you—like he had some secret lingering in his mind. His attitude was filled with arrogance and condescension. I honestly don't know how you managed to keep a straight face through it all.” Alexander merely shrugged. “The King’s behavior is nothing I’m not already used to,” he said. “His insecurities and worries toward me let me know that he still feels threatened.” My brows drew together. “And that’s what you want?” I couldn’t, off-handedly, understand why he would condone such behavior from anyone—even if that person happened to be the King. Alexander never seemed lik