All Chapters of Princess Cromwell and Her Six Brothers: Chapter 321 - Chapter 330

“Your eldest brother hired a designer from abroad. If you like it, he can introduce you.”“Alright.” Amelia’s lips curved slightly. “But, Grandpa, I see a lot of traditional elements in this design, including Environmental Energy. These rolling stones are all cobblestones, symbolizing a steady flow of wealth, right?”Mr. Cromwell’s eyes lit up. “Amelia, you even know this?”“I’ve read some miscellaneous books.” Amelia’s smile was gentle. “Grandpa, the layout is indeed exquisite, but the positioning is off. In Environmental Energy, the Azure Dragon and White Tiger positions are located on either side of a house’s entrance. If there’s a direct water flow in front, it creates a ‘pushcart effect,’ which means wealth will be drained away instead of accumulated.”She pointed to a skylight in the corner. “Heaven is round, and the earth is square. The best rooms are square. A missing northwest corner negatively affects career and health. Over time, it will create harmful energy and needs to

Although Secretary Frank was not yet forty, he had been with the Cromwell family for a long time.His father had also served as Mr. Cromwell’s secretary in the past.Now, he too remained in the Cromwell family, but aside from the chairman, there was hardly anyone else he was truly willing to work for.Headhunters had approached him multiple times, yet he always thought he’d wait until Mr. Cromwell decided to let go before considering other opportunities.Now that Miss.Cromwell was back, he had made his decision.“Miss.Cromwell resembles both you and Madam,” Secretary Frank rarely spoke so candidly. “She is also respectful toward us employees.”Hearing this, Mr. Cromwell let out a long sigh. “My failing health has caused you all to suffer as well.”“It’s not your fault!” Secretary Frank quickly reassured him. “With Miss.Cromwell here, we will surely be treated well.”Amelia, unsure how the conversation had shifted to her, remained silent.But Mr. Cromwell was visibly proud. “Amelia is

Amelia casually placed her black bag down and raised an eyebrow at Elijah. Elijah gestured toward Carl, signaling that he was to blame. Carl glanced at the fish tank and chuckled, "With Elijah’s special abilities, we might have to cancel our visit to the aquarium tomorrow."Amelia noticed the koi fish foaming in the tank and realized Elijah’s secret was out. She popped a fruit candy into her mouth and smiled, "Shall we talk downstairs?"Victoria, peeling an apple, asked, "Why can’t you talk here?""It’s a the Cromwell family matter, and he knows more about it. It involves privacy," Amelia explained.Hearing this, Victoria didn’t press further.Carl straightened up, walked closer to Amelia, and said naturally, "Alright, let’s also talk about meeting the parents."Meeting the parents?Elijah’s head shot up in shock, and Amelia momentarily froze mid-bite. Only Victoria chuckled, "Carl is quite thoughtful, but there’s no rush. You two haven’t been together for long.""Grandma, I’m in a bi

"In my honor." Carl’s smile deepened, his gold-rimmed glasses making him look all the more refined yet cunning.The bodyguards of the Jenkins family’s main residence had never seen their young master behave like this. Their thoughts were running wild.This young doctor is really something, they thought. She dared to tease their young master? At social events, women struggled to even approach him, let alone flirt. But Amelia... her tone, her posture—so natural, as if their young master had already been recruited under her command."If that's the case, then you're mine now," Amelia said, her voice firm once she made up her mind. She was possessive like that.Carl twirled a strand of her hair around his fingers. "Alright, I'm yours."Amelia let out a yawn, showing clear signs of exhaustion. "I still haven't figured out what that sponsored student’s scent means. I need Elijah to meet her again," she muttered, her eyes half-closed.Carl gently rubbed her head. "Sleepy?" he asked, his tone

Carl’s body stiffened.His gaze locked onto her, his dark eyes unfathomable.He leaned in, so close that the tip of his nose almost brushed against hers.The sensation in his palm made his Adam’s apple bob unconsciously.The autumn wind howled outside the capital, but inside the room, it was eerily quiet.She frowned slightly—perhaps she disliked the coolness of the prayer beads around his wrist.Carl watched her, his side profile exuding a dangerous allure.Refined, striking, and utterly unreadable.So different from his usual self.He lowered himself further, his fingers tracing her face as he murmured in a deep voice, “You really have no sense of danger.”Not even he could predict what he might do next.And yet, she slept soundly, unconcerned.His eyes roved over her delicate features before his lips inched closer.The hand resting beside him clenched slightly, as if restraining himself.Deep in his gaze, a faint red glimmer flickered.As his breath hitched, the prayer beads on his