Michael was tired. He just wanted some peace with his wife and kids. One was still on the go, but yet, he enjoyed touching and talking to Louisa' belly.
But no, he had to mendle into other people's business and then, having to deal with their problems. Now, he had his wife's ex lover inside his house, going crazy and having to take care of the man's best interest.
When he arrived there and knocked on the door, the butler had a very concerned expression.
"Where is this man?"
"He is in the living room, Your Highness."
"Thank you." Michael said and followed the butler to the room.
The man was reading a journal, as if he owned the house already. When he heard the footsteps, he raised her eyes and saw Michael.
Michael looked at the man's face and felt as if he had seen the man somewhere before. No, Michael was not the type to go to parties and all, but he eventually would go, just for the sake of the company of his friends. .
