Royal Princess: Doted On By The Mafia King

Reporters were not bold enough to upload such a thing about his boss already a few ignorant ones were lucky enough due to his boss' busy schedule but whoever this reporter was, he chose the wrong time to mess with his boss.

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Furrowed her brow with her gaze fixed on her phone.

"Are you alright?" Noah asked as she tried to peep at the phone.

Rose moved the phone away and smiled tightly. "I am alright," she replied with a slight nod.

Turning slightly away from Noah, she looked at the short video and her grip on her phone tightened.

What if the person she spoke to was not her husband and rather her husband was the man rushed into the hospital?

She texted carl, 'I want you to help me find my husband's location'.

'It was on the news that he went to work today because of the article that was written about him that he was unconscious,' he replied her text.

'Where does he stay presently?'

'I will find that out immediately.'

She waited impatiently tapping her fingers on the desk but she got no reply. She was completely out of it as she finished her lunch and went for her lectures.

She was having an introductory class with Mrs. Smith who was the Queen's designer and her lecturer.

When the text did not come, she got up pushing back her chair with a loud noise that had the whole class turning towards her.

She picked her things haphazardly and dumped them in her bag. What if the person in the news is a fake?

She had strong doubts that it was possible for anyone to play the role of her husband in his company without getting caught but she wanted to see it for herself.

"Are you alright?" the lecturer asked as she had to stop her lecture with all her students' attention on the princess.

"I am sorry," Rose apologized hurriedly with a slight bow before running out of the lecture hall.

Her guards followed closely behind her but as soon as she got to the road, she hailed a taxi and drove off before her assistant was able to open the door to go with her.

She had everyone thinking about what was wrong to have made her act of out her character and status as princess.

Rose paid the taxi driver and did not bother to collect her change before closing the door hard and stormed into the head quarters of Hale's company.

"Good day, how can I help you?" the pretty nice receptionist asked as soon as she got to the counter.

"Tell your boss that I want to see him," she said seriously as she mopped her forehead with her handkerchief.

"If you have any information for him, we could get it to the customer care. Not just anyone can meet with our boss to make complains," The receptionist replied trying hard to be nice to the pretty girl before her.

"Call him now. Call Liam to come down here immediately," she told the receptionist as she was completely running out of patience.

The girl calling her boss by his name had her finally understanding that the girl wanted to see her overall boss which had her furrowing her brow.

"Sit down, I will look into it," the receptionist told her as she decided to be very careful.

This girl could be of very high status and could also be one of those many people who are trying their best to get to the overall boss but she has never seen anyone this bold.

The girl was dressed in a simple manner but as someone who has seen a lot people while doing her job, she knew that everything she wore could be as much as her annual salary including all her bonuses.

She gulped and called the security team. The girl had spoken quietly that the other receptionists beside her did not hear her.

She glanced at the girl who moved away but did not sit down as she told her to. As she kept her gaze on the delicate features of the girl, she noticed the resemblance.

She immediately called one of the boss's secretary. "I think the princess Rosaline is here to see our boss," she whispered loud enough for the woman on the other side to hear her.

"Why will . . . The boss is in the conference room. He has been in there for a while and we have absolutely no idea when the meeting will be over. It is taking longer than expected," the secretary replied.

"It is really the princess with her hair just like the late Queen's hair," the receptionist tried to persuade her.

"Don't you know that the hair color is trending among teenage fans of the princess?"

"I . . ." the receptionist became very unsure of what she was sure of only a few minutes ago. "I guess I was wrong."

"I am busy. I will get back to my work now," the secretary told the receptionist before she hung up.

Looking at the girl now, the receptionist concluded that she was just one of the princess' fans.

She continued with her work and ignored the girl who was standing and waiting for her.

The security team had their gazes on her since she was not causing any trouble.

Rose glanced at her wristwatch. The more time that passed got her more anxious to confirm who it was.

She went back to the receptionist, "Have you called them?"

"The boss is very busy, you should go and come back some other time," the receptionist replied nicely.

Rose scoffed pulled out her phone. She dialed his number but he was unavailable to pick her call.

Gray stood afar watching Rose as he also tried to call his boss and Charles but none of them were available.

He came over as soon as his men watching Rose told him she ran to the company's head quarter.. He sent a text to them but none of them were free enough to read his text.

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