The Royal Contract Chapter 644

Chapter 644: Chased by the devil

Eida was pissed with Lance for not taking her calls. She thought they were over this kind of bullsh*t. But apparently, the prince was still an immature prick.

He promised her a story. Then, he had the nerve to ignore her call after standing her up for their lunch appointnt. She would have accepted a reasonable explanation, but the prince just kept playing with her.

“Are you sure that he is not in your office, just hiding from ?” Eida kept asking his secretary earlier as she repeatedly called his office to get in touch with him.

But his secretary only replied the sa line to her. He had been out since that morning and had no plan of returning to the office today.

“Pick up the phone.” She mumbled as she dialed, once again, his number.

She had been calling him up since his last voice mail. Well, his only voice mail. But he never picked up any of her calls or responded to her text ssages.

She was driving when he called earlier and was in a tight situation, so she failed to answer him. But she imdiately called him back after she heard his voice mail.

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“What is wrong with you?” She talked to her phone, staring at the na on the screen as his voicemail answered her again.

She was confused by the way he was acting. From the call, he seed desperate to see her. She recalled how he was apologizing to her in the voice ssage. He had seed to be sincere about it.

Suddenly, he disappeared off the face of the earth, never to be found. She had already tried his apartnt, but he was not ho, based on the doorman that she gave a good tip.

“Answer your damn phone.” She mumbled frustratedly to the phone as she parked at the last place she believed he was likely to go when he was nowhere to be found.

She looked at the almost empty parking lot, wondering if he could be here this late at night. Although she could still count a few cars within her sight, she doubted if any races were going on tonight.

But she did see so people still lingering in the building. The lights were still bright inside the arena from where she was standing. Maybe there was still soone racing tonight. Maybe practicing.

“Excuse , but I am looking for Prince Lance.” She approached the girl she rembered as Gian.

She was not giving up on her story just like that because he changed his mind. He would show the prince that he could not just ignore her and back out from their arrangent.

“Ms. Harlowe, it is nice to see you again.” Gian greeted her, of course, recognizing who she was. She did ntion that she was a fan. “Is the prince expecting you?” Gian asked.

“Ah, about...” Her words were cut off when Gian spoke again. She was already concocting so form of a lie. However, it would seem she did not have to.

“Of course, he is. You have to forgive . Force of habit.” Gian excused herself, rembering how the two looked so sweet together.

She could only wonder if the two ended up together as lovers or just friends. It was ti to find out as she asked her to follow her in the direction of the arena.

“Thanks for helping out.” Eida gratefully said, appreciating her help.

At least Gian saved her ti from trying to convince the receptionist to give her information about the prince. Now, she had confird that he was here.

As they neared the entrance to the arena, she could already hear the loud motors of the engines as they raced around the tracks. She figured one of them must be the prince.

“Does he race on the weekday often?” She asked the young girl, wondering what he was doing here. “How long has he been here today?”

“Usually, he only ca here on the weekend. I seldom see him during a workday. Unless the tour is very near.” Gian answered her. “For this day, I think he was already here by after mid-afternoon. Just not sure what ti.”

She stopped asking questions when she finally stood in front of the pit stop where Gian first took her. She recognized a few n who stood on the sidelines but could not rember their nas.

“Thanks.” She told Gian, waving goodbye to her when she left. Then, she greeted the man who she rembered was the team captain. “Rick, hi!”

“Pleasant surprise to see you here, Ms. Harlowe,” Rick answered, not rembering Lance ntioning that he had a guest today. But the prince could be unpredictable sotis, just like the last ti.

He still offered her a seat on the sidelines as they waited for the last three laps to finish. He could only wonder what the relationship between the two was. But he was not about to snoop around for answers.

“I am here to see the prince, but he was not expecting .” Eida finally admitted as she watched the fast-moving cars with awe.

She admitted that the prince taking her for a ride in his race car was still one of the most thrilling experiences in her entire life. She might want to do it if given a chance.

But she was not here for a ride in his car. She needed the story that he promised her. Her boss was right. She had been too focused on this family that she lost her touch on the big picture.

“I figured as much because he usually tells if he has plans on dating in his car.” Rick jokingly responded to her admission.

“It was not a date.” She quickly reacted to his statent, suddenly feeling embarrassed that everybody must have thought that. “It was an interview. A professional appointnt.” She clarified.

Did everyone really think the last ti she was here? She went on a date with him. What about now? She rembered the way Gian reacted to her presence. She was almost giggling while talking to her.

“Call it whatever you want. But you are here now. In the middle of the night, seeking him out.” Rick said as if that should an anything.

He returned to his job, looking after his boy, who should be focusing on the road. And not on the barriers that stood in his way.

But he had seen the chemistry between the two. He could not deny that he had seen sparks fly when the two of them were in the car. It was just a matter of ti before the two would finally admit that they had a connection.

“You are wrong. This is purely business.” She denied his claim. She could not believe that this man was presuming she was here for a booty call. That was simply absurd.

She admitted that she felt so attraction to him. Oh, damn. She was totally attracted to him. But it did not an that she would allow that to control her.

“Fine.” The man said as he observed the car as it made its last turn. Just a few more, he was about to beat his own record. He predicted, looking at the clock in his hand.

He could see that his prince was troubled. Lance never ca here without a schedule unless he wanted to run away from sothing. It was the only reason he was here today, racing as if he was being chased by the devil.