Thank God the photo is still with me. I don’t think Craig realized I stole the photo.

“I was just curious. After all, Mother is upstairs, and I haven’t met her. That’s why I wanted to head upstairs.”

Craig sighed. “Forget it. I won’t punish you this time, but you’re not allowed to do this again. There are rules in our family, and now that you’re here, you need to obey them.”

“All right…”

Craig stood up and straightened his collar. “You must have had a scare last night. Get more rest. I’ll ask the servants to bring the food upstairs later.”

“Wait.” Jennifer grabbed his sleeve and looked up at him. “I think someone hit my head and tried to strangle me to death before I passed out last night. They even said that I shouldn’t be alive. Was that… Mother?”

Craig said back down and patted her shoulder.

In a softer voice, he said, “No. No one tried to strangle you to death either. You slipped and hit your head on the corner of the table. Maybe you were too startled last night and imagined it. Don’t overthink the matter, okay?”

“But—”

But it felt so real. I was sober last night, so how could I have imagined it?

“There isn’t any but. Mother didn’t even wake up when you passed out the night before. The maid only found you in the study this morning when she went there to clean up the place.”

Was that really what happened? Was that just a dream?

Jennifer was half-convinced. “Then when can I meet Mother?”

Craig froze for a second before a complicated look appeared in his amber eyes. “Mother has a cold, and she says she doesn’t want to pass it to you, so it might be a few days before that. At most, you’ll meet her during your party. I’m sure you’ll be able to see our kind and beautiful mother then.”

“She has a cold? I can take care of her. I’m healthier than most girls, and I won’t catch it.”

“But you’re hurt, and your immune system is at its lowest right now.” Craig narrowed his eyes before sternly reminding her, “You need to listen to others now that you’re back.”

Feeling deflated, Jennifer nodded quietly.

Craig proceeded to remind her about a few more things before leaving the room.

was gone, Jennifer clambered down the bed and walked over to the dresser to check the mirror.

last night

Gwendolyn’s matter is

herself, she took out the photo from her pocket. Upon ensuring that she had gotten the

from leaving the room. No matter what she said, the butler refused to let her out, and he even confiscated her phone, wanting her to focus

like that, Jennifer was locked up for two

when everyone

was the day

and left, Jennifer told the butler that she had recovered and had a magazine photoshoot to attend to and managed to get out of

behalf of Jared and reminded her, “Ms. Harris, you have to follow this script later on. Don’t worry. Even if she’s a princess, the Harris family’s

she did not look at

his work to even return. Nico, on the other hand,

Harrick Villa in haste, everyone had

she had depleted the last of her battery on her way to Harrick Villa. Left without a choice, she borrowed

master bedroom after Jennifer left.

to his side. “Thank God! You’re finally awake,

and he glanced at

“Where’s Gwenny?”

Gwendolyn and the others have gone to the international court. Her Highness is suing her for the murder of a

sobered up immediately. “The murder of a

Highness’ adopted son, Charles

down from the bed. “You’re driving. We’re going to the

at his watch before grabbing Cedrick’s arm. “The trial is about to start. I doubt we’ll be of any help even if we go now.” At the end of that, Nico stiffened and

as he swiftly

go have

outside of the court

arrived, the reporters swarmed over and shoved their

Harris, did you

Charles had been in jail before, he was an upstanding citizen. We even heard

give us an explanation. Ms.

shoved at Gwendolyn as the flashes of the cameras went

wrapped his

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