#Chapter 232 He Said She Said

Andrew drove up to the Lexington Hotel in his gold Aston Martin at 6:55 p.m. He had arranged to pick up Princess Aurora for dinner at 7 p.m. So long as nothing delayed him, he would be exactly on time. Andrew climbed out of the car and tossed the keys to the valet. “Don’t park too far,” he instructed. “I’ll be back down in a few minutes.” “Yes, Your Highness,” the valet replied. Andrew rushed through the hotel’s front doors, determined not to be late. Upon entering, he found the lobby overflowing with paparazzi. The sea of reporters and photographers soon crashed down on him. “Alpha King Andrew, Alpha King Andrew!” several voices cried out to him at once. His guards immediately swooped in and forced the paparazzi back. Most of the reporters and photographers backed up a respectful distance at the guards’ beckoning, but some of the more insistent ones tried to inch closer, trying to grab Andrew’s attention or get just the right angle for their shot. “Back up!” one of the guards s