Chapter 170

The Queen’s mother.

Wearing fake.

It was such a scandal!

Some of the guests tonight were already unhappy with the choice of the Queen. They didn’t think an outsider like Harper deserved to marry their King, especially since that she was an outsider without any title or power.

If they heard that the queen’s mother was carrying a fake handbag, they would definitely laugh their asses off.

And it would piss Harper off greatly.

Harper was the queen now. Hellen didn’t want to upset her powerful daughter!

Janet stared at Hellen and chuckled, “So, are we going to have a problem?”

Hellen swallowed, “…N–No.”

“And your drinks?”

Paul grabbed a glass and quickly took a sip, “It is fine.”

“Good.” Janet smiled.

They couple didn’t dare to say anything else. But they kept darting angry glares at Janet.

Just then, a servant by the door announced loudly:

“-Ladies and gentlemen, The King and the Queen!”

The heavy double door swung open with the organ pealing solemnly in the background. All guests turned around and looked towards the entrance.

Lance and Harper walked in holding hands.

Harper had changed out of her wedding gown and was now wearing an elegant, floor–length gown made from sumptuous, rose–colored silk.

The gown fitted at the waist and featured a deep V–neckline and was adorned with hand–embroidered lance detailing that shimmered in the light.

The long, flowing skirt added a touch of drama and sophistication.

She accessorized with a statement necklace made from diamonds and pearls, which sparkled against the skin.

Each of those diamonds was the size of a quail egg

Applause broke out in the ballroom. Harper smiled and nodded to all directions, her face radiant with delight and complacency.

“That is my daughter!” Paul said loudly amidst the applause, “See? My daughter is the queen. I am your King’s father–in–law!”

Compared to Harper’s thrilled expression, Lance seemed less excited.

He held Harper’s hand walking to the center of the ballroom and announced in a dull.

voice:

you, my Queen,

go of Harper’s hand as soon as he said

guests came forward to talk to the King

on the counter and blended into the

Paul cried, pushing

“Make way for the King’s

and they got up to the

such an honor to

Lance

wedding!” Hellen picked up the topic and gasped, “The wedding is just absolutely gorgeous! Oh my, I have

a fortune,” said

back and saw Morgana walking up to

face to cover the

“My King.”

do you mean ‘cost a fortune‘? My son–in–law here is the King! He owns the entire rogue kingdom. Of course, he can afford it. It is so ungraceful of you to talk about money here,

to look

woman, and the man stood by her, were

had abandoned

day since she heard

her

deserved to rot in

contrary, money is exactly what

arms and let

penny spent on this wedding comes from our national treasury. Your daughter insisted on having the best stuff on everything: brand–new silk bedsheet for everyone, tailored made guest nightrobes,

herself…We even paid for your clothes and accessories for tonight, Mr. and

have never seen the bill,” Lance said

Morgana said

“…50 fucking million?!”

Are we going to fucking drain

this bill to the Queen. Apparently,

seemed to

gasped urgently to defend herself, “I–I know it is a lot. But this is

to say!” Lance glared at her, “I already took me enough manpower to get your parents across the border. And 50

as though she just

every guest was staring at her. She could see the

humiliated. At least not

Pack spent millions on their weddings. How

Then why don’t you go back there and see if Daran still wants you as his

be heard from

were

liked

added, “Oh. And I do remember you saying that the bride’s side will be paying for half of this wedding, correct? So when can I

Harper gulped nervously.

she couldn’t back

her chest and snorted arrogantly, “25 million is nothing for my family! Mom, dad, write

Hellen

eyes!

shock.

lowered her voice, her face flaming red. “We don’t have that kind

in Riverside Pack? We haven’t sorted

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