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Chapter 58

Author: Nheeke
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“ Because he is the heir to the throne and he needs the Queen's blessings.”

“ She calls it blessing.” Eddy, the first prince snickered at her which made the queen red with fury, her hands curled tightly around the glass cup beside her ceramic plate. “ My son does not need your contaminated words.” Smash! The queen threw the cup on the floor as soon as her son spat out those words, Lydia jumped on her feet with a scream leaving that area immediately while Marco was simply enjoying his meal with a radiant smile

Eddy's lips curled up a bit, he enjoyed rilling the queen— seeing their mother flared her nostrils with her chest heaving very fast while glaring at her first son, did not bother the two princes.

“ You know brother,” Eddy turned his attention to his little brother who was picking the green peas with his fork. “ you do need mother's contaminated words.” Marco spoke as he delicately took in the peas into his mouth, staring at his brother.

“ Why do I need it ? Please tell me little b
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