Chapter 213

Belle took a moment to tidy her dress, which got wrinkled during running.

Then she puffed her chest, raised her chin, and walked over like a proud princess.

“Morning.”

She said in a polite yet distant voice.

The ladies jerked around in shock. Especially Agnes. Her movement was so large that

she almost knocked over a teacup.

“Princess Belle, wha–what are you doing here?” one of the ladies stuttered.

“I am here for your tea party,” Belle replied with a cool smile.

“Forgive me Your Highness, but you are not invited-

“Oh, is that so?”

Belle raised an eyebrow, glaring at her, “This is my house, my garden. The willow above your head was planted by my late mama and papa decades ago. And now you are telling me that I need to be invited to my own home?”

The lady flinched, biting her lips in silence.

Wells walked over and stood behind his twin sister’s back, “Belle, looks like we have got a bunch of intruders in our house. What do we do to those intruders again?”

Belle said in her soft, silky voice, “We chase them out. Or we shoot them dead.” “Great idea.” Wells grinned, stretching his body, “Do you want to take the lead? Or should 1

“Wait!”

Agnes stood up abruptly with a pale face.

Her chest heaved. Then she forced out a smile, “You are more than welcome to join us, Princess Belle, Prince Wells…and Lady Janet.”

“Awesome.”

Belle held Janet’s hand and led her to the long table set underneath the tree.

There were several intricately designed cushions on the ground. All the ladies were sitting on those cushions.

Yet there was only one empty cushion left.

“I am a dude. I can sit on the ground,” Wells shrugged.

“Then we still need one more seat at the table.”

Belle looked around the table and eventually fixed her gaze on Agnes’s face. “…Agnes, you should stand up and make room for me and Janet,” she chuckled.

The twin’s target was quite clear now.

The ladies exchanged uneasy looks with each other while Agnes’s face twisted with embarrassment.

Then she said in a strained voice, “I don’t think that is necessary, Princess Belle. I can easily ask the maids to bring us one more cushion…”

“So now it is OK to add one more seat to the table? Then what about last Christmas?” Belle said in a loud voice, “You sat in MY seat last Christmas by my brother’s side! When I walked up to confront you, you said that the table was full and asked me to sit somewhere else! I got angry yet you said to everyone, ‘Look at Belle. Getting all teared up for such a small matter. But who can blame her? She is just a spoiled child.“”

mimicry of Agnes’s gentle,

wanted to

Agnes glared at them. They quickly lowered

raised an eyebrow at Agnes, “Lady Agnes, you are not a child. Surely you won’t get upset if we ask you to give your seat

her

suddenly pulled a handkerchief and dubbed it at the corner of

a grudge against me, Princess Belle…But…But it is not that your brother enjoyed my companion

you say?!”

my fault

Wells huffed, “Our brother would never choose to sit with you

“But it is true.”

her handkerchief and sobbed, “He often said to me that… that he hoped he could have a break from his annoying

roared her

now saw what was going on

to Agnes’s exclusive tea party, hoping to wrap up the party and

Agnes could easily get under their

hated to see

smile, “Lady Agnes, are you saying that you are more important to King Westin than his own brother and

lips, stuttering, “No, that is not what I

implying. Oh, and do remind me. What are you to King Westin again? You are not his mate nor fiancé, are you? You are just his dead friend’s wife. Why are you so important

Agnes was rendered speechless.

tinge appeared on her pale cheeks, “I am the King’s

a sarcastic laugh. “Or are you saying that you and the

“NO!” Agnes snapped.

let out a frustrated breath and

my seat if you like, Lady Janet,” she

to Janet, joy gleaming in her eyes.

exhilarating

did feel good

seats by the table, leaving Agnes the only

do

on her

at once, “Good

the ladies, with the intention to ease the tension, spoke

our

started clapping, including Belle and Wells, even though the latter two… got

fingers. I can’t play string

about the flute?” Wells

don’t feel

don’t know how to play any instrument?” Belle asked sharply, “All the ladies are trained. to play at least one instrument! Do you have a strong

the ladies looked at

her fists, scarlet

shivered and then suddenly let out a

is going on here…” she choked, dubbing her eyes with her handkerchief. “A widow like

get out all of your lies and wrongs, leaving the dead

Agnes’s back became stiff.

out a loud wail of sorrow and turned on

Westin on us!” Belle

unsettling look on the rest of the ladies

up, wanting to go after Agnes, yet Wells spoke up

me. Those of you who stay here are welcome to play. I am ready to toss away some gold. Who is

allowed young

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