His secret spoiled wife (Lily and Alexander)

Chapter 2284

As she was pondering over this, her bedroom door opened, and Fred strode in.

"Has he contacted you yet?" he asked.

Rhea knew who he was referring to. "Yes, the location is correct, and we had a video call just moments

ago," she answered readily.

Although she was somewhat puzzled by what happened, she did not dare to tell Fred about it. She

could not let him know that her creation was not 100% reliable.

Fred nodded in satisfaction. "Great. Make another call now."

Rhea hesitated.

"Why? Is there a problem?" Fred asked, upset.

"No, but I just called him. Is there anything you want to ask him?" Rhea was puzzled as to why he

wanted her to call him again.

"I just want to talk to him." Fred looked at her. "Can't I?"

Rhea could only nod. "Of course, you can."

"Then hurry up!" he said impatiently.

Rhea made the call and tightened her grip on the wine bottle, hoping that nothing would go wrong.

The call was picked up after a moment, and Ross showed up on screen. A hat and a pair of glasses

obstructed half his face.

Rhea frowned. "Why did you hang up on me earlier?"

"The call got cut off. The signal in the mountains isn't great. Also, I think someone was following me,"

Ross whispered, "I wonder if the Hyderland government is tailing me."

"Tailing you?" Fred leaned over, and Rhea moved aside to make room.

Ross was astonished. "Fred?"

"It's me, Your Highness." Fred smiled and asked, "You said you’re being followed? By whom? Were

there many people? Were they armed?"

It was not his place to ask these questions. After all, Ross was the prince, and he had no right to

question Ross as such. He did it on purpose to see if Ross was truly under Rhea's control.

Ross frowned and said, "Fred, you should mind your own business."

"I'm sorry, Your Highness. I'm just worried about your safety." Fred gave Rhea a look.

Rhea knowingly leaned over and flicked her finger gently at the wine bottle. "Your Highness, the duke Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

meant no harm. You should understand."

Hearing the ping, Ross blinked and was overcome by a dazed look before nodding. "Of course, I know

Fred meant well. The truth is I have no idea who those people were. They kept their distance. They

might just be passersby, but I can’t be sure."

He glanced around, looking worried that someone might catch up with him.