A royal lord with an unusual habit of sniffing out scents keeps his assistant close at hand, and she must navigate the awkward, charged dynamic between them. As their professional relationship blurs into something more personal, she struggles to keep her composure around a boss whose attention is impossible to ignore.
Pay my son's medical bills or I'll see you in court Did you hear Prince Alistair just found out he has a son it's crazy They've got the entire royal guard out looking for him. You just won't go away. Will you I'm here to interview for the Prince's personal assistant job.
Excuse me? You? A low-born baiter with a bastard to raise? This job's 24-7.
You wouldn't last a day. What's all this noise? Your Highness! This man's a fraud.
He used his own kid to fake an accident and scam me. Don't hire him! That daisy scent? Again?
You have a child? How old? Six. Good.
Good, you're hired, come with me. Me? Him, that piece of trash, he's just a beta. Mr. Morgan, his highness just found out he has a son.
That beta's raised a kid, maybe his highness wants some parenting tips. What, Alistair has a child? Dorian.
Yes, your highness. Tell me, what's a six year old like? They're curious about everything, always asking why, it's adorable.
Especially my son, he's cute and super smart. Oh yeah? Bet my son's cuter. No way, nobody's cuter than my- Did you hear? Prince Alistair just found out he has a son.
It's crazy!