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

She... I-I mean, who brought her back?

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

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

taken aback

helper quickly caught on and smiled reassuringly. "Don't worry Your Highness. The princess is perfectly fine. It was her husband

"I-I see..."

smile any longer. She waved her hand and said, "Alright, you may leave now. Since my

soon as the helper left, Charlotte's

was so fortunate to

Matthew, that cunning man,

Dammit! If her parents were summoning her to the great hall, could it be... Could

it was her. Fuck! She should have

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

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

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