The door opened, revealing an extremely fair young woman. Tall and bold. She wore a curvaceous black gown, generously showcasing her cleavage. She walked into the room, commanding the air and gazes as she approached her two little sisters. This was Charlotte, the oldest of the sisters and the most silent of them all. No one knew her plans, nor did anyone know what her strength was. She looked the most unremarkable among the sisters, but Scarlet knew she was the biggest obstacle. In the original host's memory, she was the real mastermind behind every frame, every fall, and even her death. According to Fateball, she was the endgame. The final queen to the throne, and she did it all while evoking respect from the people. She made it look like she was the kindest, sweetest, and the one with the least hunger for the throne. Scarlet had never underestimated Charlotte. Among all four sisters, Charlotte was the only one whose thoughts she couldn't read.But this was only a lower world.
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