Chapter 257 - Bad Light (1/2)
Unfortunately, all vacations must come to an end, and the group flew home to Nisia on different schedules.
Back in Nisia, a swarm of reporters camped in the airport, waiting for Maxen's arrival. Cameras flashed, and from afar it looked as though there was a lightning show in the arrival zone of the airport.
Strutting out of the floor to ceiling glass doors was a face that could be seen in every household item.
Her doll-like eyes and s.e.xy plump lips, white as snow skin, long slender legs were the envy of many.
With every sway of her hip as she owned her every step, the bells on her bracelet jiggle and ring.
”Fiona!”
”How was your vacation in London?”
”Fiona!”
”Are you the girl in the photo with Prince Maxen?”
Fiona Chung halted in her tracks. Photo? With Maxen? She did a quick calculation in her head. Her gut told her it should be Olivia in the photo.
Oh well. There was nothing wrong in getting a little welcome back buzz to her name, right?
She thought she need not say a word. All she had to do was be mysterious enough to pique everyone's interest.
So she peeled her eyeglasses off her eyes and rested it on top of her head, winking at the reporters and sending them a flying kiss.
Hours later, Maxen's jet arrived first, and to his shock, a buzzing swarm of news crews welcomed him in the airport.
”Your Highness!”
”Prince Maxen!”
Cameras flashed, and a sea of microphones swayed in the air. Every reporter vied for Maxen's attention, in the hopes of getting the latest scope of the day.
”Is it true, Your Highness? Is the lucky lady in the photo in your recent trip to London Fiona Chung?”
Maxen scratched the skin above his eyebrow. Fiona Chung? He wondered why out of all the names they could associate him with, they pick Fiona Chung as the mystery lady in the photo.
Should he deny it? Should he ignore the question? What if Olivia sees the broadsheet? He knew the mere mention of the bell or Fiona struck a chord in Olivia.
Maxen squared his shoulders, smiling at the journalist. ”No, I am not dating her,” Maxen denied. That answer should do it for now.
As much as he wanted to tell the world about Olivia, he made a promise that their relationship would be under wraps until she tied all her loose ends at work.
After all, her line of work isn't just a simple business but revolves around the management of powerful companies.
The thought of a royal marrying someone who held a leash on Fortune 500 companies wouldn't sit well, not just with the parliament, but with some private individuals as well.
Who would want for a sovereign to hold so much leverage in their hands? Nobody.
Maxen was about to board the waiting car when the same reporter dangled a photo. It was Maxen and Fiona walking side by side towards Rockaway Tower's lobby with their backs facing the camera.