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"Fine," I sighed. "It's not like I can refuse, considering we're already on our way there."
He didn't tell me about his plan when he asked me to join him on a trip. We were on the plane when he mentioned that we were going to see my parents. He knew that I would refuse, taking the initiative not to let me in on his plan. I hadn’t yet told my parents that I had broken things off with Lawrence. That was twice the problem. I just hoped there were no third or fourth problem to worry about.
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"It's bigger than my mother's place," Ian remarked as he saw the manor.
"My parents say it was inherited," I explained.
"So, you're old money?"
"I wouldn't say that," I replied. "Maybe that might explain why I'm not ever allowed to do anything I want."
"And why everything they decide is for your own good," he added. "I don't mind buying the place."
"Tell me you're joking," I mocked.
"Hmm? Yeah, I am," he replied with a blank expression.
I could see it in his eyes, he actually wants to do it. We got to the door and were answered by the head maid.
"Good evening, princess," she greeted. "You have a guest?"
"Yes, are my parents’ home?" I asked as we both walked past her.
"Dining room," she replied. "Having lunch."
"I'll see them," I requested.
"Will the both of you be having lunch as well?" she asked.
"No, I'll pass, thank you," Ian replied.
"Neither will I, at least not yet," I said.
"Let me know if you change your mind," she said before disappearing to attend to her duties.
"She really called you princess," he teased.
"It's just a nickname," I said and frowned.
"Oh, the princess is back," one of the maids announced.
"Good afternoon, princess," the others joined in.
There were only four of them including the head maid, but it felt like a lot more.
"You brought home a groom?" one of them teased.
"So handsome that he looks straight out of a billionaire romance novel," someone else added.
"Alright, back to work the lot of you," I said. I clapped my hands at them urging them to leave.
"So mean." They frowned.
"She still wet the bed at fifteen by the way," another added.
"Who said that?!" I yelled. My face turned red as a tomato thanks to the embarrassment.
