Chapter 7. The Lost Prince’s Ploy

[2019, March 4th]

As Zoey digested that for the second time in her life a proposal of marriage had come to her under the most unusual of circumstances, James’ phone rang. The screen lit up to reveal the name Emily. After the ringing stopped, Zoey happened to look at the screen again. He had 53 unread messages and 71 missed calls.

“Shouldn’t you call her back?”

“She’s the woman in the photo with Aaron,” James answered coolly.

His face morphed into a look of disgust. Emily, sweet Emily. She would never be sweet Emily again. Not to him.

“I see,” Zoey answered, looking down at her feet.

Of course. She was hot again with anger and embarrassment.

“She’s your girlfriend, right?”

“Fiancée.”

James held up a hand, made a fist, and bit into it.

“Former fiancée,” he said, correcting himself.

He turned to her then and could practically see her neurons unravelling. They weren’t in love. This was a business agreement. Hell, for him,