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queen Caroline said while touching her face. “And I will slap you again!” queen Alexandra said. “I am still honoring you because you are the first wife,” queen Caroline said. Queen Alexandra laughed and said, “You are mad! Why not do worse? Well, I don’t have business with you anymore. I will definitely strangle that stupid maid when I see her.”

What if she severs Lissa's relationship with her nephew? On the bright side, I met Cesarevich Dimitri's family—Czarina Olena, Czarevna Karolina, Czarevna Sonya, Czarevna Viktoria, Czarevich Paul, and Czarevna Zoya. They are all so loving and welcoming, despite what they went through many years ago. I feel like it is not right to tell their business in my journal, but I will say one thing.

I warn her. "How dare you to call our King by his given name" she raises her hand to hit me. Li blocks her. "You are making a very big mistake Catherine. She doesn't need another maid" a smile comes to my face at the maid comment. Wait, Catherine? Is she not the sister of Max? But they seem to be opposites. Max is polite, friendly, and warm. She is snobby and arrogant. But they both still have one thing in common. They both like Darius. I think she likes him, a little too much.

"Haha, you don't even know who I am, do you?" "No, and I don't care. I'm not naïve; my future husband surely had many lovers, but today, we're uniting our lives forever, and you'll be left in the past." "Oh, Mary, you're almost cute. I want you to remember this: I'm Alexia Levett, and I'm Maximus's personal assistant. He and I work together every single day. You'll just be the devoted little wife, while I'm the one working side by side with him. He's only marrying you to please his grandmother. Everything he's doing is so I can stay at Palmer Group. Don't forget that." Alexia said this as she grabbed Mary's chin.

Alexandra smiled as she warmly greeted all the guests at her wedding. There were more than five hundred people, almost all of them celebrities or major players in the global chocolate industry. And in her own way, Alexandra Kingsley was a celebrity too. She was a wealthy heiress from California, and despite losing her parents at the age of fourteen, she had grown into a strong, hardworking woman. At twenty-two, she was successfully running her family's company and had just married the man she loved.

“It’s a private library, my lady. It once belongs to Queen Marie.” Rosa frowned. “Queen Marie? Do you mean Armand and Vadim’s mother? But how does she has a private library here if her true home is the Makkari castle?” “This mansion was a gift for Queen Marie and her side of the family. The Hohenzollern-Sigmaringen royalty.” “Ho...hanho..enzollern what? I’m sorry, I can’t say the name right but I do know that was the family name of the Romanian royalty. How is a vampire related to them?”

I say with all glory stuck in my voice as Matteo weirdly smirks at me. I instantly googled her name on my MacBook The beautiful Anne Marie Delvey, also known as Maria. C. Delvey was born in the year April 7, 1989, in frankfurt Germany, only child and sole heiress of german and multi-billionaire best and most popular shipbuilding late mogul, Mrs. AnneMira. D. Schwarz Delvey. The young and beautiful Delvey earned her engineering degree at Yale University with flying colors.

"I just wish I could deny it instead. It turns all my plans upside-down. Well, maybe it isn't such a bad thing, but still." When Nathaniel stopped, Katherine pressed his hand to remember him that she was here with him and urge him to continue. "It's a bit complicated." Nathaniel smiled wryly. "I guess any such matter would be so. It starts a few years before my birth, when the former crown prince got married to the third princess of the Falumor Empire, Princess Layla Fatima Bishara. That crown prince, he wasn't the current King, but his older brother, Alexander Ymir Icefall."

Hearing his's words, Bismarck felt he had disappointed him and so, he said, "Sir, I did something wrong. Feel free to punish me." Master Franks waved his hand and said, "I didn't know what kind of person Alexia used to be, nor do I know now in the past six months. After all, she is the daughter of Ferrero Marcel. She has a temper. In the past, she did suffer a lot in our family, so it is reasonable for her to hate us. I expected that you won't be able to invite her." Bismarck stiffened for a moment. If he allowed the old man to blame himself, it wouldn’t be good for his health and so he interrupted by saying, "Sir, it's my fault. When I invited Miss Shen, I didn't have a proper attitude."

She narrowed her eyes. “What are you talking about?” I walked to the far corner of the study and opened the drawer of my desk. Inside, a box. Old. Locked. And untouched for years. Until now. I opened it slowly and pulled out an old photograph. A young woman, beautiful, soft-eyed, with that same raven-black hair and fire in her gaze. Lysandra looked over my shoulder. “Who is that?” I smiled coldly. “Her name was Marissa.”