#Chapter23
As the limousine pulls into the gates I notice a ridiculous amount of photographers inside of it.
What are all of them doing in here?!
I am more than one hundred percent sure that they were not authorized to enter, meaning that they are trespassing.
I glance at Victoria who is currently sitting across my lap.
The toddler has a worried facial expression as she glances at the hoards of paparazzi.
I sigh.
I was hoping that they would take a break.
/"Do you have any extra clothes in here?/" I ask Bane
He furrows his eyebrows at me, not understanding why I am asking such a question.
/"I think that I have a hoodie in the trunk, why?/" The Prince asks
I give him an incredulous facial expression.
/"To protect her privacy and her eyes/" I state
Does he seriously want to blind a child?!
I look of realization flashes in his eyes.
The limousine stops as close as it can to the stairs.
