74. Chelsea

Chelsea

Outside the room, I couldn't help but wear a sad expression as I looked at Ms. Beth. She had confided in me about my brother's will just yesterday, a plea for help that Alastair had coldly declined to consider. My hopes had soared when Kai went inside to talk with him, believing that perhaps Alastair had finally taken notice of the situation. However, it was clear now that he had known all alon yet refused to cooperate.

“How can a man be so mean?” I lamented, clenching my teeth and fists as if I were ready to confront him. In just a few days, Ms. Beth had carved a deeper place in my heart. She was an incredible person who cared about everyone, not just the prince she served.

A soft chuckle escaped Ms. Beth's lips, a rare occurrence that drew my attention. “He surely has his reasons. Let's forget about that. However, you did well, Chelsea.” She reached out and held my hand, giving it a proud shake.

I was confused by her words. "I did well?" I repeated, my expression shifting fro