Reject My Alpha President (Iris and Arthur) novel Chapter 105

Chapter 105

Chapter 105

Iris

The next morning, I’m holed up in my studio again, finishing up the static television painting Miles is playing on the floor by my feet–he’s barely left my side all morning, too shy of the new nanny to be alone with her.

Not that I can blame him, nor do I mind. It’s nice to hear him talking to himself and making airplane sounds as he plays with his toys.

I’m just finishing up the final brushstrokes, inky black to represent the dark room surrounding the television, when my phone buzzes, and I glance at the screen to see Alice’s name staring up at me. Curious to see what she needs, I answer.

“Hello?”

“Iris,” she says, and I can hear her usual smile through the phone. “I have a teensy–weensy favor to ask of you…”

I set aside my brush, pinching my phone between my shoulder and ear as I wipe my hands on a nearby rag What’s up?”

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“So, the Ordan Culture Society has this annual charity gala, and I just got an invite. I’m allowed to bring a plus- one, but I don’t have a date, and honestly, I’d rather go with you anyway. What do you say?”

“When is it?”

“Tonight.”

For a moment, I hesitate, toying with the idea of going. It’s awfully last–minute, and if Arthur isn’t going to be home tonight, I’m not sure if I feel comfortable leaving Miles with the new nanny just yet.

Alice, sensing my hesitation, adds, “There are going to be a lot of high–profile Ordan artists and gallery owners there. It’s really good for networking.”

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Chapter 105

Just seeing her after that awful news report the other day makes my blood boil. I close the studio door behind me, not wanting Miles to be exposed to her cruelty.

“Hi, Selina,” I say, folding my arms. “Arthur isn’t here right now, if you’re looking for him.”

Selina rolls her eyes and struts past me, heading straight for Arthur’s room. “I know he’s not here,” she calls over her shoulder.

Her tone makes me bristle. In private, it seems her sweet demeanor from the other day has completely dissipated, her usual sour attitude having returned now that cameras aren’t on us. I already had a pretty good idea before, but now I’m even more certain that she intentionally put on a show the other day, knowing fully well that we were being recorded and that it would make me look ba