Within half an hour, Chelsea and Hugh finished packing their luggage. Then, Lucy and Matthew escorted them to the plane.“Lulu, take care. I’ll come to see you again after Hugh and I take care of his company’s affairs.”Chelsea was reluctant to leave. She held Lucy and sulked, so Lucy comforted her with a smile, “I’ll take care of myself, and I’ll wait for you to come visit. If you don’t come, I’ll go to you.”After their affectionate moment, Chelsea and Hugh were about to board the plane when Matthew remarked, “Mr. Lincoln, don’t worry. If there’s anything your company needs help with, feel free to ask me. I’ll try my best to help you. Ms. King and my wife are best friends after all.”Matthew smirked, and Hugh almost choked, but he still had to thank him, “Thank you, Mr. Leon, but I can handle it.”Hugh cast Matthew a glance and smiled sarcastically before boarding the plane with Chelsea.Lucy and Matthew watched the plane take off and disappear into the distance before they wal
Perhaps going out for a walk would help Lucy find some inspiration. Lucy decided to call Matthew to inform him before bringing bodyguards along with her.Although she did not like the feeling of being followed, the royal guards were still investigating the assassins’ whereabouts.To avoid causing trouble for others and for the sake of her safety, it would be better to have bodyguards with her.As Lucy stepped out, she thought about the small town where she had stayed when she first came to Charleston. She had rented the place for a year, but she had not visited since moving to the palace. She wondered how the landlady and Britney were doing.Also…Was Cillian still living there? Now that she did not need him anymore, he had probably returned to school.Although she was not familiar with the way, she remembered the name of the small town and its flowers.She told the bodyguard, who was also her driver, the name of the place. He quickly drove there.As Lucy got out of the car, sh
Things were so hectic for a while that Lucy did not even have the chance to say thank you to Cillian.“Is my room still vacant?”Since Maggie said that Cillian had not taken Lucy’s things, Lucy assumed that she still had her room.Besides, she had rented it for a year, but it had only been two months.Feeling a bit awkward at Lucy’s question, Maggie replied, “Ms. Lucy, I’ve kept your belongings safe for you. I assumed you wouldn’t be staying here anymore, so I was going to refund you the rent for the remaining 11 months.”Lucy had only stayed for a month at most. According to what Maggie said, it seemed like she had rented out the room again.Lucy felt a little disappointed, but she reckoned that Cillian must have told Maggie that she would not be coming back.It was understandable that the landlady had rented out the room to someone else, but at least she had kept Lucy’s belongings safe.“Thank you, Ms. Stewart.”Lucy smiled and thanked Maggie, who quickly reassured her that
Matthew had made it clear to get rid of anyone who dared to harm or chat up his wife.Augustus retreated in fear and stuttered, “G-Gorgeous, tell your bodyguards to calm down. If they injure me, I’ll sue you.”Just a moment ago, he was acting all high and mighty, but he instantly shrunk in fear.Feeling at a loss, Lucy quickly instructed the head of her bodyguards, “It’s alright. He won’t do anything to me.”“Yes, Mrs. Leon.”The bodyguard immediately stepped back.Augustus finally straightened his posture and sighed in relief, returning to his nonchalant self.“What are you up to?”Lucy looked at him with a hint of exasperation, so he said innocently, “Nothing. Theodore, that rascal, asked me to find his sister for him, but he didn’t tell me anything. He just left without a word. "Good thing I’m also somewhat a nobleman myself, so I was able to enter the palace. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have known you’re actually his sister.“Since we met each other here coincidentally, I just
Lucy was disappointed.Although she had a rough outline of each frame in her mind, whenever she tried to put pen to paper, she was met with various obstacles.Sometimes, the overall composition of the drawing was not in harmony, making it look awkward.Other times, the lines in the little details were too messy and not seamless enough. These minor flaws affected the overall aesthetic.Lucy set her drawing pencil aside, feeling at a loss.Outside the window, a chirping bird of an unknown species perched on a nearby rooftop.It caught Lucy’s eye. When she looked over, she noticed that the evening sky had darkened with clouds gathering together. They chased the last remnants of daylight on the horizon…Not long after, a sense of drowsiness overcame her. She could no longer resist the urge to close her eyes.It seemed like she was exhausted.With so much going on in the past few days, it was no wonder Lucy was tired. Perhaps her dissatisfaction and inability to focus on her artwor
Matthew pinched Lucy’s little nose and could not help but call her by her nickname, “Wake up, Lulu. Have dinner first before sleeping. You can’t skip dinner.”Lucy was practically unconscious, so her body could not help but lean forward. Matthew wrapped his arms around her waist and noticed that she had indeed lost quite a bit of weight. He could easily encircle her waist with a lot more space to spare.She always complained about wanting to lose weight, but what was there to lose? She was practically skin and bones already.“Lulu, listen to me. Let’s go downstairs for dinner. It’s all your favorite dishes today, so don’t let them go to waste.”Matthew was feeling a little frustrated, and Lucy suddenly jolted awake.When she looked up, she noticed that she was nestled in Matthew’s arms. No wonder she did not want to open her eyes. Matthew’s embrace was so warm and cozy that she did not want to leave.“Let me sleep a little longer…” Lucy said as she rubbed her head against Matthew
After an unknown amount of time, Lucy opened her eyes again and saw that dawn was breaking.She vaguely remembered what Matthew told her yesterday. He said that she had to wake up and have dinner after a short nap, yet here they were, both asleep on the couch.Matthew gave her all the blanket while he only had a thin garment on and nothing else to cover himself.He could not continue sleeping like this, especially with the sudden drop in temperature and continuous rainy weather the past few days. It was crucial to keep warm.“Matt…”Lucy nudged him, but he did not respond. Even when she softly called his name by his ear, it only elicited a soft grunt from him.Feeling worried, Lucy lifted her hand to his forehead.Unsurprisingly, he was down with a fever.The mighty CEO was reduced to lying on the couch with nowhere to put his long legs, yet he still had to wake up to a fever after suffering the entire night.Feeling guilty, Lucy looked at Matthew’s flushed cheeks due to the f
Just a moment ago, Matthew could not even open his eyes to speak. Now, he was suddenly gripping onto Lucy’s wrist with force.Even when the doctor arrived, Matthew refused to open his eyes and just stayed curled up in the blanket like a fluffy squirrel.It was rare to hear Matthew speak in such a tone, but it successfully tugged at Lucy’s heartstrings. She tightly held his hand and reassured him, “I’m not leaving, Matt.”Lucy carefully tucked his hand under the blanket. “You have a cold. Don’t move around, okay? I’ll go make you some cold medicine and be back soon, very soon.”Matthew was not buying it, so he held onto her hand, unwilling to let go. “How soon is ‘very soon’? I don’t have a fever… I don’t want to take medicine…”His voice grew more distressed as he spoke.“Why don’t you want to take medicine, Matt?”“I just don’t want to,” he said childishly.“You need to take medicine for your fever to go down. Be good, okay?”Lucy got up to leave, and the man who could not su
As Gabriella examined the luxurious clothes, bags, shoes, and pants, she could not help but feel that Lucy was completely unappreciative of such treasures. She failed to utilize them to enhance her appearance! They spent quite a while going through the various garments and accessories, yet there were still items they had not finished checking out.Lucy gave an awkward smile, acknowledging her own laziness. After a long search, Gabriella finally found a piece that caught her eye. As she checked the tag, she was surprised to find that the dress was designed by a renowned French designer. It featured a V-neck, with simple yet elegant sleeves that revealed a hint of Lucy's arms, while the skirt was a refined and tailored fit.Gabriella held up the dress against Lucy, murmuring to herself, “Hmm, this one’s nice! You should try it on!” Even though she spoke to Lucy in a tone reminiscent of an older sister, she still maintained her authority as a mother-in-law. It made her words both
Since the previous incident, Lucy had become increasingly attentive to her children. She watched over them at nearly every moment. She feared that Charlotte might seize any chance to harm the children, so she remained vigilant and meticulous, avoiding any lapses. In her eyes, Matthew Leon and the children represented her entire world, and she could not afford even the slightest mishap.One day, Gabriella Sharpe visited their home. She arrived as lively as ever, wearing impeccably applied makeup that included an expensive shade of lipstick. Her appearance radiated the elegance of a woman of high social standing, making her stand out among the people on the street.Lucy welcomed Gabriella warmly, treating her with utmost respect. It created an atmosphere of family harmony. Gabriella settled into a chair, savoring the fruit that Lucy offered her. She held Johnny closely, reluctant to part with him. She showered him with compliments and laughter."Mom, you seem to be in a great mood l
Matthew noticed Lucy’s absent-mindedness and asked gently, "Lulu, what’s on your mind?"“Oh, nothing… I just think what happened to Charlotte is so sudden,” Lucy replied.“Don’t worry about it. It has nothing to do with us. She was always trying to harm you. Her fate is something she brought upon herself.” Matthew patted her head comfortingly.However, Lucy found it suspicious. Although the news reported Charlotte’s assassination and that the monastery had burned down to ashes, it did not mention her body. That kind of crucial detail would not have been overlooked by the media.Matthew had also considered this possibility, but he had kept it to himself to avoid alarming Lucy. Charlotte had been sent to the monastery because of him and Lucy, and she had to harbor a deep hatred for them. If she managed to orchestrate her own escape, what if she was now seeking help from Spades to target Lucy? That would be dangerous.“Lulu, don’t worry. I won’t let anything happen to you or the ch
With nothing left to hold onto, Charlotte walked down the empty streets, her heart heavy with despair. She wore a black veil that covered her completely, revealing only her eyes. She even had on dark sunglasses. She dared not walk in the open or be seen, nor did she dare expose Juliana’s crimes to the world.She used to be a princess. Everything she had done, every privilege and indulgence, was backed by Arthur and Juliana’s love and permission. Now that her supporters had betrayed her, what right did she have to be reckless or demand anything? Surviving itself was a luxury. How could she even think of acting willfully?As she wandered in anguish, Charlotte found herself by the river. She remembered coming here with Arthur and Juliana when she was a child, laughing and walking along the bank. Now, each memory felt painfully ironic, and every kiss from Juliana seemed sickening. How could her world be so false? How could even the people she trusted most turn against her?Charlotte cou
Charlotte continued to hide within the castle, unwilling to leave and equally unwilling to let anyone know she was alive—unless they promised never to send her back to the monastery. However, she doubted that would happen, so she kept to the shadows. After all, the castle had plenty of food. It was far better than anything at the monastery.One night, Charlotte quietly slipped into Arthur and Juliana's bedroom. To her surprise, Arthur was not there, and only Juliana was present. 'Dad must be too upset to sleep,' Charlotte thought. She knew him well—whenever he was troubled, he would retreat to the study rather than go to bed.As she watched her beloved mother, a tiny bit of her resolve wavered. Juliana looked utterly exhausted, as if she had lost a lot of weight in just a few days. Charlotte had a sudden urge to go in and comfort her, but she knew that was impossible. Charlotte realized that seeing someone through a wall of separation was the most painful thing of all.Just as
The next morning, news of the assassination attempt on Charlotte was sensationalized across all media outlets. The internet was flooded with headlines about her close brush with death, sparking worldwide shock. No one could believe that Charlotte, notorious for her arrogance and harsh treatment of offenders, could have been targeted like this. Many who resented her strict, often cruel ways were both thrilled and stunned by the news. The royal family immediately tightened security at the monastery, dispatching a large police force to investigate what had happened. The monastery became a focal point of public intrigue.“What? That's impossible! How could there be no trace?” Juliana exclaimed in disbelief. Standing before her was the chief forensic investigator.“Yes, Your Majesty, there's no sign of Princess Charlotte’s remains,” the investigator confirmed firmly.“Fine, I understand. Leave me, and keep me informed if anything changes,” Juliana replied, pressing her fingers to her
As the footsteps came closer, Charlotte held her breath, not daring to make a sound. Suddenly, a shadowy figure appeared—it was clear they were targeting her. She watched as the figure approached the bed, moving so quietly it was as if they made no sound at all. What could they possibly be planning? Surely, the headmistress would not go this far?The figure drew closer to the bed, bundled up the pillows and blankets, and then doused something over them. Charlotte could smell it—it was gasoline! Was the headmistress planning to kill her to silence her? She froze, unable to move. The shadow struck a match and dropped it onto the bed. In an instant, flames surged up from the blankets.In the fire’s glow, Charlotte could make out that it was not the headmistress but a man. After setting the fire, he quickly slipped away without making a single sound. Charlotte crept out while stifling a cough, afraid he might hear and return. The flames grew quickly, engulfing the bed and spreading t
Over the past year or so, Charlotte had gradually come to understand that the world was not just about picturesque landscapes and lavish feasts. In the shadows, beyond her sight, lay a world full of schemes and deception. Despite her ongoing attempts to plot against Lucy Quinn, she had not noticed this aspect at all until she arrived at the monastery. Here, she realized how dark human nature could truly be.The women at the monastery constantly criticized and belittled her, while the headmistress was corrupt, using her position for personal vendettas. She was also driven by greed for wealth and status. All Charlotte wanted was to escape this dreadful place and return to her castle. She wanted to go back to her plush, comfortable bed. There, she led a life surrounded by maids tending to her every need.Thinking of this, she remembered Lucy and envisioned her seated in her rightful place, basking in the affection of Arthur and Juliana. She could see Lucy's haughty expression starin
In a moment of heat, Charlotte blurted everything out. Joan was dumbfounded! Was this really Charlotte? She usually did not talk this much, did she? It was not just Joan who was shocked; the headmistress across from Charlotte was equally taken aback. Charlotte was usually so obedient. How had her tongue turned so venomous today? The headmistress was left speechless as every word Charlotte said was so reasonable that no one could argue against it, and it even warranted some compliments! Although Charlotte was confronting the headmistress, each of her statements felt like a plea for justice.Charlotte was not done yet and continued, “Since you know I’m a princess, you should give me some consideration. Yet, in reality, I’m the one giving you all the consideration. Is that reasonable?” Charlotte’s arguments were layered and logical, her thoughts clear. It left the headmistress in a muddle while Joan looked on with envy! The headmistress glanced at Charlotte, feeling quite displease