Chapter 300

Chapter 300

Third Person’s POV

Yvette, who had attended the mating ceremony, suddenly chuckled from the side. “You wouldn’t believe. how nervous Lance was that night. He wouldn’t even let people near the villa. Such a considerate and enviable mate.”

Margot rolled her eyes at her. “Is your own husband not good to you? I heard he makes you breakfast every morning.”

Yvette’s face turned red in an instant. “Margot!”

Adelaide smiled faintly, lifted her water cup, and took a sip.

This harmonious atmosphere was truly pleasing.

She tried her best not to dwell on unpleasant matters.

Celebrating Christmas at the palace, even a hint of sorrow was inappropriate, and she had long grown accustomed to suppressing her emotions.

They were discussing Melinda’s mate, Dwight–a prideful werewolf who had taken in two breeders.

One was a call girl from the red–light district, exceptionally beautiful, for whom Dwight had paid a $300,000 breach of contract fee.

The other was the daughter of a businessman. It was said she became Dwight’s breeder due to her substantial personal wealth, and it was this breeder who had covered the $300,000 fee.

There was a flurry of discussions.

None of these powerful packs had ever taken in a call girl from a nightclub as a breeder.

truly fancied such a woman, they would at most purchase a property outside the

new breeder for the sake of a nightclub call girl, and the purpose

expect this young werewolf to be so lovesick. Using a breeder’s personal funds to cover the breach fee for another breeder–what a clever move. No one

was the one who

had never opposed

was incompetent and cowardly. Both he and his wife were difficult to support, and there was no

she heard that Skye had refused Adelaide’s offer to gift Melinda, she regarded Skyc

her primary rival.

mercilessly

face flushed red with embarrassment

dared not offend Priscilla–not only because Priscilla was Clarissa’s sister and had a battle–worthy

a debate could lead to even more hurtful

in the wrong

she interfere in

had mentioned that such things

if to say, “I’ll speak what you can’t. I back

lips with a handkerchief, hiding her

upset, but Priscilla had voiced exactly what

caused everyone present to cast disdainful glances at

felt both wronged and ashamed, hardly able to

hoping for a word in her defense. But Adelaide merely maintained a cold. expression, her eyes devoid

she, the sister of her

a while,

everyone resumed

if there had never been any

pretense, even bestowed a

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