All Chapters of Revenge of the Betrayed: The Domineering Duke Falls for Me: Chapter 291 - Chapter 300

The King’s smile deepened as he shook his head. “What a sharp-tongued girl you are! I’ve heard countless flattering words in my time, but yours—yours is the most pleasing to the ear. Do you know why? Because the way you said it almost convinced me that you truly believe I’m wise and discerning. Miranda, your talent for sweet talk is no less impressive than your cunning!”Then, with a subtle shift in tone, he asked, “Very well—now tell me, what is it you want from me?”Miranda’s expression grew calm and composed. “I am new to the court. On the Queen Dowager’s side, I may still offer my counsel, but as for the Queen…” She paused, her voice steady, “I am powerless to reach her.”This was her greatest weakness—one she understood well. For all her cleverness and foresight, she had no allies in this vast and treacherous palace. If she wished to act, she needed a partner—either Reginald or the King himself. And in this matter, the most suitable ally was clearly His Majesty.Yet, where there

Miranda paused in surprise before briefly explaining the relationship between Carter and the Croyso family. Upon hearing this, Princess Gina exclaimed, “Ah, so your stepmother is Whitney’s aunt! That explains a lot. Now, to serious matters—I heard it was Whitney who praised Selena before both the Queen and the Dowager Queen. From the way she spoke, it seemed she was eager to bring Selena into the palace, perhaps to form an alliance. Honestly, I don’t get it. Whitney is clever enough to know Selena is not only beautiful but also shrewd. Once in the palace, Selena would surely try to outshine her. And yet, even after that minor scandal when she first arrived, Selena slowly regained favor with the King. Of course, the Dowager Queen supported her—but I’ve also heard Whitney played a significant role.”This puzzled Princess Gina for quite some time.Miranda, too, was briefly stunned, her brows slightly furrowed. In her previous life, Selena had enjoyed the King’s favor for a while, while W

Before long, the conversation between the two maids reached the Queen Dowager’s ears. Upon hearing it, the Queen Dowager raised an eyebrow and said, “Is that so? Miranda might truly be unable to bear children?”Margaret nodded. “That’s what those two maids were saying.”The Queen Dowager mused, “Now that you mention it, I do recall the royal physician once mentioning, during Miranda’s examination, that she had suffered a serious illness as a child, leaving her constitution weak and her health lacking.” Recalling what had happened not long ago, she started to believe it. “Miranda’s body was already frail, and if her stepmother did something to her while she was gravely ill, then it’s entirely possible her foundation was damaged. That maid wasn’t necessarily lying.”“I also heard that at Lady Liudmila’s recent flower viewing banquet, Miss Miranda was invited, but she had to turn back halfway due to feeling unwell. It seems her health is indeed quite poor,” Margaret added, further reinfo

“Yes, that’s what I heard them say. Apparently, the assassins were very skilled—they killed many palace guards, as well as the maids and eunuchs who served in His Majesty’s bedchamber. Thankfully, the King wasn’t staying in his usual quarters that night, or he would have…” Miranda suddenly realized she had misspoken and quickly corrected herself, “...would have been terribly frightened. I also heard they did a headcount afterward—dozens were dead. It was even more brutal than the other palaces. Honestly, the way they described it—it was terrifying!”The Queen Dowager’s body suddenly tensed, her breathing growing rapid. After a long pause, she finally said, “Don’t listen to such nonsense. You don’t know what these palace guards are like—they love to exaggerate, making the assassins sound unstoppable and the casualties seem horrific. It’s just a way to claim credit and make themselves look like heroes. I doubt it was as bad as they said.”“True,” Miranda replied gently. “Back when the r

When Charles claimed he bore primary responsibility, Deputy Envoy Eldridge looked baffled. “What has that to do with me?”“Don’t take me for a fool,” sneered Charles, his tone dripping with scorn. “The commander of the escort assigned to your envoy delegation—rumor has it he’s your son-in-law, is he not? It was you who urged the Third Prince to reject the protection offered by Drakeland, insisting instead on using your own escort for the safety of the mission. The real aim, of course, was to give your son-in-law a chance to impress the prince with his skill in guarding dignitaries, to earn himself honors and rise swiftly through the ranks.”“Successes go to your family,” the Minister scoffed, “but if anything goes wrong, you expect Drakeland to answer for it? What kind of game are you playing? Do you think the world runs on such convenient terms?”“You’re spouting nonsense!” Eldridge snapped, his voice trembling with indignation.It was true—the commander in question was indeed his so