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.

they would at most purchase a property outside the pack to

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

breeder’s personal funds to cover the breach fee for another breeder–what a clever move. No one else could come up with such a perfect solution. But what about Melinda? She’s just a poor

was the one

never

Howell, a minor royal branch, was incompetent and cowardly. Both he and his wife were difficult to support, and there was

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

her primary rival.

mercilessly humiliated

flushed red with embarrassment

Clarissa’s sister and had a battle–worthy son, but also because Priscilla’s sharp–tongued nature made

in a debate could lead

she was in the wrong

as Melinda’s mother, could she interfere in her

mate had mentioned that such things

a glance at Adelaide, as if to say, “I’ll speak what you can’t. I back

with a

Priscilla had voiced exactly what she’d

present to cast disdainful glances at

hardly able

in her defense. But Adelaide merely

pride, silently resenting Adelaide–how could she, the sister of her own mother, refuse to help? How could she

a while, Madison

greetings, everyone resumed their

if there had never been

pretense, even bestowed a

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