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.

Charlotte was visibly

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

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

suspicion, she put on a facade of concern for Lucy and

taken aback by

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

"I-I see..."

She waved her hand and said, "Alright, you may leave now. Since my parents are summoning me,

soon as the helper left, Charlotte's expression sank,

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

Matthew, that cunning man,

great hall, could it be... Could it

her. Fuck! She should have just killed Lucy right

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

wretched woman had returned to get her revenge. No, no, Charlotte had to find a

the situation and the potential scenarios she might face. Regardless, she could not afford to falter now. She clenched her fists determinedly as she started to have an idea. Charlotte looked at the oranges on the table. Without hesitation, she squeezed the juice from the peel into