Young Bride in a Lightning Marriage: Never Tired of Mr. Leon's Love

"Alright then. Let's wait for Princess Charlotte to arrive. My evidence happens to be on its way to the palace too."

Matthew was calm while Lucy remained silent throughout. She did not know how to tell her parents that their adopted daughter had intentions of harming their biological daughter. Both daughters were near and dear to them. It would surely hurt them deeply to hear it from her directly, so she decided to let Matthew be the bearer of bad news.

The hall was silent, while in Charlotte's room, a different scene unfolded.

When the helper hurriedly went to report, Charlotte was seated at the table, leisurely eating fruits.

Startled by the knock on the door, she quickly climbed back onto the bed and cleared her throat. "Come in."

After receiving permission, the helper opened the door and reported, "Your Highness, the king and queen request your presence in the great hall. Princess Velda has returned."

"What?! Who has returned?!"

Charlotte asked, sitting up as if she did not hear clearly the first time.

"Princess Velda has returned."

Unsure of Charlotte's reaction, the helper repeated nonetheless.

time, Charlotte

back? How could she be back? She... I-I mean, who

on the verge of going mad. She wanted to curse someone immediately,

put on a facade of concern for Lucy and feigned joy upon hearing about

taken aback by

and smiled reassuringly. "Don't worry Your Highness. The princess is perfectly fine. It was

"I-I see..."

and said, "Alright, you may leave now. Since my parents are

soon as the helper left, Charlotte's expression

was back. She was so fortunate to be able to escape from the

Matthew, that cunning man,

If her parents were summoning her to the great hall, could it

She should have just killed Lucy right there

could have just come up with an excuse after that. It would have been even better

Now, that wretched woman had returned to get her revenge. No, no, Charlotte

she might face. Regardless, she could not afford to falter now. She clenched her fists