All Chapters of Substitute Wife For The Cold-Hearted Prince: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

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A Surety For Evil

Imelda’s Point Of View“Greetings, Her Majesty,” I bowed, this time my knee nearing the floor, and Queen Theresa quickly put a hold on the cabinets meeting, adjoined it and invited me to her inner chamber.“You know I can’t stand the sight of the urgency in your eyes,” she said, pouring wine for two and then handed me a glass. “What gives you the impetus to interrupt my gathering?”Ordinarily, I would have rejected it but then it would only spark a better understanding in her, just as she had put a hold on her meeting with the cabinet. She had often done that as a mark of honor to me.I hesitated.“To what do I owe this urgency?” she queried with a slight sip of her wine.“My queen, I am here on behalf of my sister. She is not guilty of what you caught her doing. She has explained to me and I am here to solicit for her,” I bowed in sheer humility, “Please, my queen you heard right but the purpose was different…”“What do you mean ,by the purpose was different, Princess Imelda?” she le

Last Updated : 2026-08-26

Between Fate And Uncertainty

Imelda’s Point of ViewThe Wales’ palace was so large and magnificent that the queen’s love for hockey was extended to it. Beyond the football pitch was a mini-field for hockey and this sight had often appealed to my past glory.These days, Prince Samson and Tasha dedicated their midday to training and playing hockey. I had noticed he was doing everything in his potential to make Tasha a professional player, a better version of me, I guess.Emily had told me the other day that, Prince Samson had promised to make her a global star.Seeing them train often registered in my heart, he still felt pained losing out of hockey, ever since I abandoned the craft. He had promised me the same thing but his endless feelings for me never let him stayed focus to bring it to pass.It was absolutely impossible to train a woman who had yelled and cursed him for interrupting her training with his love spell. I had always found him unattractive even though I was obsessed with his coaching prowess. Perhap

Last Updated : 2026-08-30

The Accuser Of My Sister

Emily’s Point of ViewAs loud as his humility would be, Prince Samson didn’t approve of the queen to host a loud birthday party for him. It was just a simple gathering of families and extended relatives, and no room for ball dancers and flutists.But regardless, what was supposed to be a simple party, naturally became loud. Wales’ royalty was too influential to hold a simple event. Soon gate crashers turned up in their numbers to celebrate Prince Samson.The British hockey team turned up in full verve and regalia and they came prepared for their coach. They baked him a huge puck cake with his facials iced on it, but the shocker was that another cake was seen moving into the palace.When Imelda beheld the magnificent cake, she broke down in tears. It wasn’t her birthday but the team chose to put her on the chop board. She wondered if this was the decision of Samson, but she argued if Samson would make such decision without her consent.I had to leave my seat and console her. She was sh

Last Updated : 2026-08-30

Emily’s Point of View

Shortly after the maids had clicked out of the bedroom, I paused for a minute to stare at their wedding picture. Due to our being identical, I saw myself in that picture. I imagined it happening to me and I tossed my head out of that illusion.“No, I will never marry Prince Reuben despite my obsession for him. This secret remains,” I mumbled within myself, staring at my sister snore like an overbeaten dog. I winked heavily, my guilt resurfacing as I took a step to leave her matrimonial bedroom.But then the other door began to creak and a shadow appeared. I had gotten so used to him that from afar I could detect him through his shadow. His muscular body became more pronounced in his sleeves, which had open buttons to reveal his tattooed chests.He wasn’t in his royal robe as usual and dimming his eyes at me left me breathless and wanted. With his leg, he shut the door, his eyes scanning through my mini gown which barely gave my legs room to move.“I can see you have been staring at my

Last Updated : 2026-08-30

A Dire Move For Cover Up

Emily’s Point of View“Have you decorated my sister? I thought I sent for her?” the maids paused decorating Imelda so she could speak.Her gaze was on one of the maids, who bowed and told her, “Yes, you did, Your Majesty, but she told me not to bother, and she wouldn’t be interested in the event.”She dragged a furrowed brow. “What the hell are you talking about? Changing The Guard is a compulsory royal event, which she can’t afford to miss,” she snorted, her gaze lowered thoughtfully before she told the maids to hold on. “I will be with my sister now. you will resume your duty once I am done.”“As Her Majesty pleases,” they echoed in unison and left.Imelda stood up, unblinded her window to see if she could see me walking past. After a brief glance, she stepped out of her bedroom and bumped into me in the corridor.“Oh dear sister why are you not ready for the Changing The Guard? It is an event that is as important as royalty in Wales,” she queried me seeing me in my casual. When I h

Last Updated : 2026-09-02

If Wishes Were Horses

Emily’s Point Of View“Stop, mo,” that was all Kassy could say. Just like his sister, Cassandra they had been all over me , trying to pet me.“I am fine, darling. I will stop crying.” I stroked their greasily-pressed hair.But I had to feign the cry just to intensify the lies I wanted to tell Imelda.The door creaked and Imelda walked in and screwed up her face at me. “What is wrong, Emily? Why are all tears? What must have happened to you, dear sis? Come on, talk to me,” her restless eyes dug into my face.I hesitated and lowered my gaze to ponder on the leis I would tell. I just had to stick to the plan but this time, I would reveal the investigation to her.Seeing that I wasn’t going to respond to her, she held my jaw and inquired, “By the way I wanted to ask you about your visit to Uncle Charles’s yesterday. The Changing The Guards was stressful so I had to rest my head before you came back.”“Jaden is missing,” the first lie came, and I sniffed heavily, as our gaze met. Her face

Last Updated : 2026-09-02

The Diary And A Surety Of Trust

Imelda’s Point of ViewIf we hadn’t met Mirabel , Jaden’s sister ,already seated in the station, we wouldn’t have suspected something was fishing. I was digging into my heels at the sight of the young, thick lady with short hair, and conical blaring eyes. One didn’t need a soothsayer to know she was Jaden’s sister.The resemblance struck in its exactitude.“Is she supposed to be here?” Imelda whispered into my ears when we paused at the door of the senior police officer.With my gaze steadied on Mirabel, I mumbled, “Hell, no, I thought the police said I would be interrogated alone. So why is she here?” I screwed up my face, as thought of Jaden’s disappearance churned my mind.Where could he have gone and why is his sister taking it personal. I could read the ruin on her face. That girl was out to do us dirty and we needed to act smarter.I snorted. “There is no cause for alarm. We will face the interrogation,” I assured her, my tone emphasizing so much on the ‘we.’Just like a natural

Last Updated : 2026-09-02

Inverse Of A Clear Conscience

Emily’s Point of ViewAll through the time we spent on the carriage riding back to the palace, Imelda kept at her silence but never stopped screwing her face at me as if she was suspecting me of something. I would have been engaged inwardly with my secret sins and the fate that awaited me.But I needed to talk to someone, and I didn’t know if she was in the right mood. I knew the scene that turned out at the station had rattled her cage in one way or the other, and to that I needed to know what she was thinking of me and what action she would take when we got to the palace.I held her arms, and she gently turned to lock gaze with me, “Apologies for stressing you, sis,” my mumbling ended in whistling, as if I wasn’t sure of my next words, “I…I shouldn’t have dated a gangster in the first place,” my stuttering was intentional.Her eyes sprouted exhaustion but not really a sign of doubt. We had never doubted each other and we believed we were the most righteous souls on earth. Our loyalt

Last Updated : 2026-09-06

What Bites Deeper Is Always Secret

Imeda’s Point of ViewWe had barely thrown a few steps into the palace when one of the maids approached us with a bow and told me Queen Theresa would want to break words with me. At the time I saw the mixed reaction on the face of Emily, and I could tell she was already suspecting it was about her and missing Jaden.I gave her a smile and she struggled to return the complement. With a whisper of assurance to her, I left with the maid.Queen Theresa was admiring one of the most expensive works of art in the history of Welsh royalty. She had her back at me when I stepped in and I had barely settled when she told me to make myself comfortable, and ordered her guards and maids to leave.I was restless like a mouse. Whenever she had something vital or disturbing to tell me she often invited me to her private ball room.And right now appearing in this exquisite room, gave me no aura than that of a troubled soul. These days, two things hung on my mind whenever I saw the queen. Her quest for

Last Updated : 2026-09-06

Mountain Out Of The Molehill

Emily’s Point of ViewThe well toned hand squeezed her belly softly before she stared in the mirror. It was Imelda. Her gaze came on the calendar and she widened her gaze to contemplate deeply. Time was fast spent.Today marked one year in marriage, and she had never felt anything close to pregnancy. When she woke up this morning, she had made up her mind to visit Doctor Bill for a pregnancy test.“Oh God I need a miracle,” she mumbled within herself and kept rubbing her stomach, hoping her first child was in there by now. When she rose this morning, she felt a bit weak and fragile. She dimmed her eyes once she noticed that today was the hosting of a crucial royal event.State visits and banquets.The Welsh palace often hosted this event with foreign dignitaries and investitures.“I thought I would surprise my prince-charming with the news of pregnancy today,” she sounded in a teary tone, her face getting meshed in tears and hurt as she stared in the mirror and kept rubbing her stomac

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