The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 119

Francia was rumored to be a mysterious country, and its language was rather unpopular. Very few people understood it

Even Leah had to rely on a translator to successfully communicate with them.

Surprisingly, Maeve spoke the language so well.

Fiora removed the contempt in her eyes and raised her chin, saying, "I want a few gowns for the state banquet. They have to be dreamy, cute, and match my poise. Also, they have to be special and unique. The collar has to be decorated with top-notch black pearls, and the cuffs have to be decorated with the brightest gemstones. For the hem, I want you to embroider the most classy-looking rose pattern on it using that particular type of embroidery..."

She rattled off a list of requests, just short of directly making ridiculous requests to Marve.

Maeve listened patiently. She waited for Fiora to stop and drink before asking, "If we use too many gemstones on the gown. it might be cumbersome to wear."

"It's surprising that, as a designer, you have such a lack of pursuit of beauty, Fiora said with a disdainful gaze. "If you don't use lots of gemstones, how can you highlight that I am the most beautiful woman?"

Maeve was left speechless, thinking. Forgive me for not understanding this Christmas tree aesthetic. But since it's the customer's request, there's nothing I can do but fulfill it."

After noting Fiora's requests, Maeve could not help but look at the black-haired young man who had remained silent throughout. She asked, "And what about you, Sir?"

Fiora leaned close to the young man and expressed her dissatisfaction endearingly, saying, "Loren, she's asking you. You're accompanying me on a trip this time. Why do you keep ignoring me? You'd better not behave like that, lest I complain to the Queen about you." Loren raised his eyelids. His handsome face was still youthful, and his black eyes looked at Fiora without any emotion.

Fiora was a little afraid of his stare. Putting on a tough front despite being timid, she said. "I'm your sister, and you treat me like this?"

"Say that again, and I'll throw you off the plane on the way back, Loren said, finally speaking. His clear voice was pleasant and cold.

Fiora's face fell. Unable to snap at Loren, she took it out on Maeve, saying, "Ask him yourself! Don't you have a houth?"

With that said, sheangrily carried her small handbag and went to the bathroom

Maeve thought. The temper of these royal relatives is really bad! When she walked up to Loren, she unintentionally noticed that his flawless neck was slightly flushed.

She glanced at the hot beverage with milk on the table and asked, "Shall I get you a different drink?

Loren didn't answer or refuse, keeping his eyes fixed on his phone.

A short while after leaving the reception room, Maeve came back with a cup of hot water and a packet of pills on the table.

the infirmary," she said genuly. "You already have red spots on your neck, so you must be feeling very uncomfortable. You'll feel better after taking this. Next time, if you can't drink something, make sure to let someone know." Loren stopped

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me. I won't fall for it."

"If I were to suck up to you, would I get a verbal commendation from Her

thought. He's just a teenager. Why is he so

back into his pocket. He picked up the allergic medicine and hesitated for a while.

opposite him. Looking at his reaction, she understood something. "Could it be that you are

replied with an icy face and a fierce tone. I'm just

kind of

"Black and wearable."

like?"

"Is that all?"

it clear that she should not expect anything else as he was not

thinking. These siblings are really

I'll have free rein

washroom after touching up her makeup. When she found out that Loren was

way back in the car, she tugged at Loren's sleeve and asked relentlessly, "Didn't you say that you weren't interested in getting a custom evening wear! I begged you for so long to do a matching sibling outfit

business," Loren said

a few years older than you. What's so good

A

eyes. He couldn't take it anymore. "Have you had enough of making

long time ago.

After hearing this,

am your sister. Unless that short-lived girl rises from the grave, you'll have to acknowledge me as

zoning out as she stared

actually serious about covering her gown with

worth over 20 million

and said. "Ms. Mason, I'll store it in the company safe

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make the gown.

it, I wouldn't be able to afford

the safe, Maeve received a call from Archer a

to Mcdaniel Group now to sign the