Chapter 387: All Trash Right?!

Confidence was her only hope now. If she gave it like it was worthless, it would look like an insult. But if she presented it like it mattered, maybe, just maybe, it would gain weight in the eyes of others.

She stopped before Somto, lifted the pillow gently with both hands, and looked him in the eyes.

“It’s all I have on me,” she said quietly. “But it’s mine. Always with me. Maybe it’ll bring you luck.”

Somto’s gaze didn’t move. It stayed fixed on her.

And in that long pause, the audience erupted.

The whispering started from the VIP guests.

“Is that a—handkerchief?”

“You must be joking…”

“That’s what she’s giving the king?”

“From gems to a piece of cloth?”

Livestream comments flooded in.

“Girl be serious.”

“No because what is that?!”

“She EMBROIDERED it tho?”

“Honestly I think it’s kinda brave??”

“Somto better not sneeze on that.”

“Imagine gifting a scented square in front of the world.”

she didn’t come empty

cringed. A few respected her courage, but most were

even White Night coughed discreetly behind his hand. Ebere looked

like he was still trying to understand what just

He couldn’t

looked down at the

up at her

chatter rippling through the crowd, as whispers grew teeth and opinions hardened, Nnenna was just about to turn around and scurry off the stage, cheeks burning from what she assumed was her public

She didn’t want to see his expression, didn’t want to see

Then

best

voice cut through the air

Everyone froze.

Queen Chioma: “…”

Abuchi: “!!!”

Obinna: “..?”

Ebere: “.??”

Chidera: “???”

The online crowd: “…”

The offline crowd: “…”

few gasps echoed around the hall. Somewhere, a wine glass shattered.

was the best gift you’ve ever received?!” King Seungho

with the

of Vesdara, Kelmira, and Farlune

with symbolic artwork that took three royal artists and a

slowly, his mouth slightly open. “Our spices. Our kingdom’s entire spice vault, selected from the rarest batch aged over four years and

sent hand trained, multilingual warriors and etiquette tutors. Did… did he just

“Estate deeds are now tree bark.

limited edition gadget was printed with titanium lace filament! It runs on neural heat signals!

shares in their multi million and billion dollar companies gifted by other CEOs? Oh, just elaborately shaped cookies, apparently. One CEO was seen quietly googling, “How to become a baker because

a harp, and rumored to make statues cry, was now just random scribbles, right? Nonsense words, fit for karaoke with

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