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Chapter 3 I'm Oliver's Girlfriend

Angelina's POV

Grandfather answered my question, "Of course, I was going to introduce you later, I didn't think you'd remember him. His name is Oliver and he is one of the best heirs I have chosen from dozens of young noblemen."

"As you know, my son David avoided me for years and my daughter, Lisa's mother, left me forever because of an accident. So I had to groom an heir."

My heartbeat a little faster at the thought of the man who smelled of cedar, "I understand, I understand you. Grandfather, I would like to find an opportunity to thank him in person."

"Okay, I will find a chance to arrange for you to meet. You get some rest for a while. lisa, come out with me."

Lisa shook her head and clung to my arms with her two small hands.

" Grandfather, it's okay, I want to stay with Lisa a little longer too!"

Grandfather smiled and nodded when he saw Lisa's tiny body burrowing under my covers, "Alright then, make sure you tell me if you're uncomfortable anywhere. The servants are at the door and they are always waiting for your orders."

" Okay, I got it!"


After a week at the palace, I got word that Matthew and Monica were staging a fake funeral for my father and me. They were so arrogant. They thought I must be dead before they even found my body.

I had planned to expose their wickedness as soon as I was well again, but I had a better idea. Since they thought I was dead and no one knew about their crimes, I approached them with a new identity, the granddaughter of the Alpha King, to get back at them.

I asked my grandfather to help me get admitted, and in a month, I would be their college classmate under the new name of Angela.

Before I deal with them, I want to meet the heir named Oliver, who saved my life.

I'm curious about him. I don't know what he looks like. I heard he was only twenty, young and enterprising. By all accounts, he was cold, decisive, and dignified, the man best suited to be the next Alpha King.

I wanted to ask him why did he decide to save me? Why did he take one look at me that night and know I was the one?

My servant recalled that blood covered my face when Oliver rescued me. Even the king was not sure that I was his granddaughter.

I asked my grandfather for Oliver's contact information, but to my dismay, there was no answer to my messages every time I called.

I had to beg Grandfather to arrange for me to meet him.

The Alpha King: "Oliver is now in charge of training all the royal Alpha warriors. He is a very serious man. Sometimes even I can't convince him. I don't think he has his cell phone with him. I'll arrange a meeting after the one-month training period."

I'm going off to college in a month, and I won't get to see him.

As the days went by, I became more curious about Oliver, and finally, at its height, I decided to reach out to him.

The palace was huge, and my chauffeur drove me to Alpha Training camp. When I got out of the car, I told him to leave first and not wait for me.

"How will you get back, Princess? It's a long way from your chambers..."

"Never mind, I think someone will take me home." I thought Oliver should be an elegant gentleman. I remember how gently he held me that night. I think we could be friends.

The chauffeur was worried about me, but he knew that I had made up my mind, and he could only bow to me and then leave.

I looked at the magnificent gate of the training camp and felt a little nervous. Thinking of my lips pale from the loss of blood, I quickly took out my lipstick from my bag, looked into the mirror, and applied it to my beautiful lips.

I smiled in the mirror, satisfied.

Now I looked healthy and energetic, and it wouldn't be rude to meet Oliver.

But when I got to the door, I was stopped by a guard who said, "Lady, you are not allowed near here. Please leave now!"

The guard probably didn't know me because I had been recuperating and rarely came out.

I gave the guard a friendly smile, trying to maintain royal courtesy: "Hello, I'm here to see Prince Oliver. Would you please ask him to come out?"

I spent two hours getting ready to meet Oliver. I wore a bright red dress when the breeze fluttered, my long brown hair and skirt flying.

The guard's cheeks were a bit red. He looked at me, then lowered his head.

"I'm sorry... Ma 'am, Prince Oliver is too busy training new soldiers to allow anyone to interrupt his plans."

"Excuse me, when will training finish?"

"At least until after dark, ma 'am."

After dark, I can't wait this long.

"If someone special comes to Prince Oliver, can't you bend the rules?"

The guard gave me a puzzled look: "How special is it? Even if the Alpha King comes to him, he doesn't come until training is over..."

I would say "granddaughter of the Alpha King," but I changed my words when the guard said so.

"If prince Oliver's girlfriend came to him, wouldn't it be all right?"

"Girls, girlfriends..." Guard a face of shock, " please allow me to ask for instructions..."

I stopped him from taking out his walkie-talkie, "Don't bother asking. I know Oliver's too busy to see me, so I'll go in and see him. As his girlfriend, I can't leave without seeing him. I've been missing him for days and nights..."

"But..."

A magnetic voice behind me suddenly said, 'Oliver has a girlfriend? How did I not know that?"

I turned around and saw a man smoking hot sex standing behind me. He was dressed in a form-fitting uniform, hands behind his back, and dark boots on his feet.

His face is stern and chiseled. Especially the white-blond hair is particularly eye-catching. He is heroic, proudly standing, full of masculinity.

I think he's familiar, but I'm sure I've never seen him before. He is such a sexy man that no girl will ever forget him once she sees him.

I forced myself to take my eyes off his face. I hadn't forgotten why I came here today. I wanted to meet Oliver, my rescuer.

'Yes, I am Oliver's girlfriend. I don't think he had a chance to tell you yet."

"You're lying, " said the sexy man in uniform as he approached me and lifted his sunglasses, "I'm Oliver. You claim to be my girlfriend, don't you know me?"

I suddenly noticed that he was wearing black leather gloves, remembering the same gloves he had worn when he saved me three months earlier.

He -- he is Oliver.

Damn, this is so embarrassing!

I looked into his eyes as blue as the sea, and suddenly my restless heart calmed. There was something about Oliver that made people feel safe.

"I'm sorry, I just wanted to say thank you. Thank you for saving me."

Oliver narrowed his eyes: "Oh, It's you, Princess Angelina. No need to thank me. I just did my job."

He put the sunglasses back on and threw me the icy words, "Go home. This is a Alpha warriors' training ground, no place for a delicate princess."

A wave of anger rushed through my head, and Oliver's words sounded like sarcasm.

I was so disappointed in him. As damned handsome as he was, so damned bad was his character! He is not the gentle gentleman I imagined him to be. He was as stern as rumored.

I saw dozens of Alphas looking curiously in our direction and trying to get closer.

They were whispering, "Who is this girl? Is it another girl who is infatuated with our Prince Oliver? It's crazy that she' even stalked him to the training camp."

"Our Prince Oliver is so outstanding, it's no wonder he's constantly being pestered by some bitches."

Their misunderstood words caused me to lose my mind to the extent that I acted out of control.

Clutching my skirt, I jumped into Oliver's arms, holding his waist tightly with my legs and yelling, "Dear Prince Oliver, I've finally met you! You still owe me a hundred pounds for the whoring, remember?"

Oliver subconsciously wrapped his arms around my waist, but he quickly reacted by trying to push me away, "Damn, what are you babbling about?"

I buried my face in his shoulder so that no one could see my face and then continued in a loud voice, "You're not going to renege on your debt, are you, Prince Oliver? A man of your stature wouldn't even try to embezzle money from a prostitute, would he? You can't be that shameless, can you?"

Screams and whistles rose from the ranks of the Alpha Warriors.

The whistles and screams grew, and Oliver's ears turned red with anger as he vigorously ripped me off my hanging body and said in a stern voice, "Please get out of here or I'll make you regret it!"

"I'm not leaving, I'm not leaving!"

I tried to jump on Oliver once again, but I didn't expect him to turn and glare at me suddenly, and my lips just pressed uncontrollably against his face, leaving a clear lip mark.

"Wooow-" all the Alpha warriors erupted into a chorus of applause, whistles, and loud yells.

"Damn it, stop messing around." Oliver grimaced, slipping his sunglasses onto my face before carrying me away as if I were a cub.

"Let go of me!"

"Don't struggle if you don't want your identity to be known, Princess Angelina."

The Alpha warriors didn't want this wonderfully good show to end like that and were up in arms, "Prince, it's not nice to owe money to a beautiful woman, we can get together a hundred pounds to lend you if you need it."

Oliver gave them a sharp look, "You've got nothing to do? All of you run ten laps along the palace!"

"No-" the crowd wailed!

"Twenty laps! No rest until you finish!"

With that, Oliver vigorously pulled me away from the camp, moving a little roughly.

"Eh, slow down, I can't keep up ..."

I was wearing high heels, and Oliver was walking fast. I almost sprained my foot.

"Oliver, get off me, my foot hurts!"

Oliver suddenly stopped and then wrapped his arms around my waist, I thought he would carry me, but I didn't expect him to lift me onto his shoulders with force.

"Oliver, you put me down!"

It wasn't until we were well away from the training camp that Oliver released me from his shoulders and warned me sternly, "Don't be capricious, Princess. No one is allowed anywhere within a mile of the training camp. Alpha warriors transform into wolves when they train and can lose their minds and hurt people. We also have shooting missions where stray bullets could kill you. This is not the place for you to be."

I knew he had a point, but I felt aggrieved. I wasn't being capricious, I just really wanted to thank him for saving me formally, but it didn't seem like he cared about it as much as I did.

Seeing Oliver leave without a second thought, I fought back the pain and shouted, "Hey, I'm hurt and my chauffeur has left, you can't leave me here alone!"

But Oliver didn't even turn his head as if he hadn't heard me.

"Ah ..." I groaned in pain and jumped on one foot, and sat down under a tree. What a pain in the arse!

I took off my heels and looked at my feet, my ankles were swollen, and I couldn't even walk.

"Bastard Oliver ..."

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