Bab 118: A Difficult Position

Shouting at the door, Talia grit her teeth as the doorbell was still ringing. Wearing the hoodie she went to the door, stomping along the way.

Who the hell dared to disturb us?

"That ****ing ****! What the **** is he thinking? ****!"

The moment Talia opened the door, a splash of profanities hit her like a tidal wave.

Did they cancel the flight? Talia wondered and looked at Mr. Ed for answers.

"Your Highness, apparently she was put on a No-fly list by her husband," Mr. Ed donned a stiff expression trying to not act surprised by the words coming out of Rebecca's whitened teeth, but it made him red as he was holding his breath.

He couldn't bear it and he didn't like he can't stop his Princess from hearing it.

"Thank you, Sir Robert. I apologise for my friend," Talia smiled politely as if she didn't notice his discomfort and closed the door.