Chapter 1684


    “William has been spending all his time with that woman. He barelyes back to the pce, and I


    don''t even get to see him. How am I supposed to pay my attention to him, Mother? He..."


    Queen Julia extended her hand to stop her words, feeling a bit of a headache as she held her


    forehead. If she didn''t intervene, Ava would undoubtedly vent her grievances, and Julia simply did


    not have the energy to deal with her at the moment.


    Ava paused, her expression frozen in the midst of almost crying, feeling somewhat embarrassed.


    "That''s between you and your husband, Ava. No matter how much I say, it won''t help. William has


    repeatedly expressed his intention to bring that woman home, and each time, I''ve refused him. But


    his resolve hasn''t wavered. If you don''t fight for what you want, I don''t know how long I can refuse


    him for you. "He is your husband after all. Here in Y Country, we''ve never strictly adhered to


    monogamy. Most duchesses and countesses have sister wives, and they all live harmoniously.


    William is my own nephew, and yet, out of consideration for your feelings, I''ve never allowed him to


    bring that woman home. Ava, you can''t always rely on me to preserve your family."


    Ava clenched her teeth, a surge of humiliation and anger welling up within her. She had always


    been sheltered, but now, somehow Julia had suddenly changed her tune.


    “lL understand. I''ll find a chance to talk to him."


    "Good. If you''re free, take Barbara and Becky to see him more often. Don''t always keep your


    distance, waiting for him to take the initiative topromise."


    Ava remained silent, herck of respect evident. But she didn''t have the energy or mood to appease


    Julia at the moment. As she left the room, she leaned against the hallway wall, her head spinning


    from the anger.


    Everything had changed. Everything. Everything was subtly shifting against her, and all because of


    Chloe.


    Her eyes shed with a deep resentment and ruthlessness. She could never tolerate this woman.


    Barbara and Becky were waiting for Ava in the garden outside. They had seen their grandmother''s


    attitude yesterday and wanted their mother to test the waters. If things were fine, they''d go in; if not,


    there was no need to walk into an unpleasant situation.


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    asionally, a group of young maids would walk by, their conversations all revolving around the


    recently returned Chloe.


    "The princess who just returned is no ordinary person. I have been paying attention to her, and


    many of the legends about her are true."


    "Yeah, I justmissioned someone to buy the perfume designed by her. I truly love it. She is


    talented and capable. Now, she has suddenly be the official princess of our royal family. What


    a life! It''s absolutely enviable."


    "Did you forget the most crucial point? Her boyfriend right now is Mr. Harper, who is held in high


    esteem by our entire royal family. Although we don''t know his exact background, this treatment is


    sufficient to prove that he is definitely notmon. He was once the notorious CEO of the Harper


    Group internationally. He has the looks, body, and aura that makes women''s hearts flutter! What


    woman wouldn''t like him? Even our royal family''s other two princesses, anyone with keen


    observation would notice they are interested in him!"


    "Do they still stand a chance? Mr. Harper and Ms. Chloe are already in a rtionship. It''s utterly


    impossible for them to break up for these two princesses. Moreover, the princess is of the real royal


    lineage. Anyone would not consider other options."


    “Pfft! If those two princesses heard these words, they might want to kill you!"


    "Stop talking about it now. If these words reach the ears of those two princesses, It really wouldn''t


    be good."


    The girls sat back-to-back on a bench, wishing they could silence those gossiping maids.


    “Chloe, that bitch. How much more does she want before she''s satisfied?" Becky, the most easily


    provoked of the two, spat out.


    Barbara''s eyebrows furrowed, her hands unconsciously clenched into fists. Chloe had the most


    prestigious status and the best man. Everything she had was something to be envious of.


    No, not envious. She was a princess of the royal family, why would she envy anyone?


    At this moment, Ava also walked over, and Barbara, seeing her expression, immediately knew the


    answer.


    The ride home was quiet. However, when they were almost home, Ava suddenly spoke up, "Do you


    know who''s driving the royal car to the hotel tomorrow?"


    The driver thought for a moment, "It''s Otis."


    "So he''s off today?"


    "Yes, ma''am."


    “Where does he live?"


    The driver gave her an address.


    Ava nodded, Becky looked at her in confusion. Just as she was about to speak, Barbara pressed


    her hand, clearly reminding her of something. Therefore, she didn''t dare say anything further and


    opened the car door to step out.


    The next evening at seven, Chloe, under Damon''s supervision, donned the outfit he had chosen for


    her.


    The loose dress concealed her belly perfectly. The caramel color highlighted her skin, the long,


    loose sleeves concealing her hands. Damon helped fold up a bit of the sleeve, revealing her


    delicate wrists.


    Ignoring her figure, her unique aura made the dress exhibit a different style on her. There was an


    inexplicable sense of elegance.


    Chloe was surprised at how well the dress fit. Its simple design was actually filled with intricate


    details. It was definitely a dress that could be worn as an evening gown.


    Her previous doubts about Damon''s taste were silently retracted. Not many would wear a knit dress


    to a banquet though.


    Damon finally helped her put on a coat, wrapping her up tightly before they descended the stairs.


    Downstairs, a driver in royal uniform was already waiting for her by a luxurious car adorned with the


    Y Country g. Seeing her approach, he bowed politely and opened the door for Chloe to get in.


    Damon escorted her into the car, and once she was settled, the driver closed the door, bowed to


    Damon, and then got into the vehicle. These actions, while appearing respectful, effectively denied


    Damon the chance to get into the car.


    Realizing the driver''s intention, Chloe frowned and tried to speak, but the car had already started


    moving. She squinted, looking at the driver through the rear-view mirror. “Aren''t we missing


    someone? Didn''t you notice?"


    The driver looked up to the rear-view mirror, his gaze meeting Chloe''s. "I''m sorry, but the Queen


    only instructed me to take you to Miss Fiona''s birthday banquet. She didn''t mention anyone else.


    You may not know, not everyone is entitled to ride in the royal coach. I''m simply following the rules."


    Chloe looked at him for a moment longer, “Pull over"


    The driver showed no signs of stopping, "These are the royal rules. Even stopping the car won''t


    change a thing, I beg your understanding, princess."