“We know,” I say, offering him a cold smile. “Who do you think outbid him?” Remy takes this in with a delighted snort. “Being outplayed by the King of East End. And he calls me the family embarrassment.” I’d be disappointed by his amusement—so hard to get a rise out of this one—but I don’t expect any different. If there’s one thing the Royals have in spades, it’s daddy issues.
