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ILLEGITIMATE CHILD: The Fourth Prince - Chapter 21
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“Where are ypu going, baby? Come on, let’s sleep again. It’s still early in the morning. Look outside, even the sun are still dreaming.”
After changing Khalil stood up. He then face Lucifer.
“I need to go. I have something to do, don’t bother to stop me. Yoi don’t want me to get piss at you.”
Luci just shook hos head.
“Fine, leave.”
CEDES PALACE, JEFFREY’S BEDROOM. 5:21 A. M.
Jeffrey gave Khalil a deadpan look. Gow dare this brat fourth prince disturb his sleep. He’s in the middle of his dream wherein he’s undressing his woman. Damn. It was a nice dream but the fourth prince just ruined it.
“What’s with the look, Jeffrey. I’m just here to ask you something.”
Jeffrey then give Khalil a knowing look. Like what the h*ll. He woke him up just to ask a question? Can’t he ask it later?.
“Khalil, stop being a brat. Leave. I’ll answer your question later. God, I can’t believe you. You woke me up early in the morning just to ask some question..”
Khalils eyes sharpened. Jeffrey laugh awkwardly. He then rubbed his nape. Looks like Khalil is not in the mood to play along with his attitude.
” Gzzz, just ask it already so I coukd still have a time to sleep. You brat, the King order me to run some errands on behalf of you and I just sleep for about an hour yet here you are, being so LOVING and CARING to wake me up.”
Jeffrey was clearly being sarcastic but Khalil is not in the mood. He need to know the answer to his question. He know that the j*rk in front of him who did not even bother to wear something to cover his body can answer some of his question.
Besides, Jeffrey was the Kings right hand. His most trusted man.
“Is the king my real father?”
Because of his question, Jeffrey’s eyes widened. Because of that, Khalil had his hunch right.
“So ypu really know something, huh. I was right. Tell me everything, everything that I need to know.”
Jeffrey’s face become serious. No hint of his joker side.
“How can I tell you if I know nothing at all. Leave my room. I want to tale a rest.”
He was about to lay on his bed but his bed soaked. He sighs in annoyance. Great, just great. Looks like he will be roasted.
“What do you want to know?”
Khalil smirked.
“Everything. Tell me everything that I need to know.”
“I can’t.”
“And why? Stop being so f*cking hard headed and just tell me already. You don’t want me to get angry, right?”
“Khalil, I really cant. How about this. You ask me two questions and I’ll answer you honestly. I’m sorry but even you kill me right now, that’s the only thing I could offer. I’m to loyal to that person and I made a promise. I believe that promises should not be broken, Khalil. So be wise to think a question you’ll ask me.”
“Is it true that the King is not my real father?”
Since he can onlu ask two question, then he will ask the top two question in his mind that keep on bugging him so much.
“Yes”
He clenched his fingers. That’s why he feel so strange calling the King father.
“Who is my father. Tell me who is he. I know you know him. Don’t try to lie!”
“Calm down. I can’t answer that question but I can recommend someone who can answer that.”
“Who? Give me a name. Don’t waste my time. And if that person can’t answer my question I’ll be back, drag you and kill you mercilessly.”
“Go to your brother. Kiev. I assure you. He can answer that question of yours.”
Khalil eas taken back by what Jeffrey said.
“What do you mean? How would he know? What are you talking about? Are you lying? Hah!”
“Two question, Khalil. Only two question. Leave my room now.”
Khalil was beyond mad. He was about to leave the b*stard bedroom when Jeffrey said something.
“I suggest ypu stop asking about that and just pretend that you know nothing. I’m telling you, you’re just digging for your owm grave.”
He madly look at Jeffrey. Jeffrey’s eyes widened for a while but smiled at the sight of Khalils face. He’s surrounded by his dark aura.
Khalil slammed the door of Jeffrey’s bedroom. Leaving the latter with an amuse smile.
” What a dangerous kid… But I’m dead, Kiev will kill me, that’s for sure.”