Chapter 164 A Little Birdie Told Me

• Arthur’s Pov
• “Smile, Arthur. It’s not a grimace, it’s a smile.” My father hisses into my ear, even though his teeth are clenched some spit still manages to get through. Any of the paparazzi witnessing this interaction would think it was just a friendly fatherly comment to a beloved son.
• I take a deep breath and try to heed my father’s advice. It took a lot of strings to be pulled and a lot of promises made in order for us to secure a spot at the Shining Coat event.