“Olivia, I'm expecting a call in just a moment," Grayson said into the speaker phone. “Hold all my other calls, please."
“Yes, Your Highness," she responded.
“Thanks, Olivia."
Grayson let out a deep breath as he disconnected, hoping he was doing the right thing. He had thought of it over and again and knew it was the right choice. He had only given his heart to one woman before... and she had just shattered it. No, he was better off living without love. After all, his forefathers and other royals in the past, even nobles, married for status, money, and to continue their royal lineage. Why shouldn't he?
The phone buzzed and Grayson hit the speaker button. “Your Highness, the call you are expecting is on the line."
“Thank you, Olivia." He clicked off a moment later, he clicked a button
