Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities

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Chapter 1618 You Cannot Like Claire

Claire accompanied Prince Taylor for breakfast, looking obedient and quiet, but her mind was wandering, thinking about how to

hand over these food samples collected from the kitchen to Rowan.

But she realized there were eyes everywhere in this deep palace, servants everywhere, and it was impossible to tell who their

masters were behind the scenes.

Not all of them necessarily worked for the king.

For now, with Prince Taylor being silly and naive, Claire felt he didn't have too many tricks up his sleeve, but his help was also very

limited.

After breakfast, she accompanied the Arab doctor to finish examining the King.

Claire reported to Bertie, "Your Majesty, I'm going to see my brother."

At this time, Ivan was still in the palace.

"Okay." Bertie nodded and looked at her like a kind father, "You're free, if you need a translator, ask the doctor to call you, you can

also communicate with him."

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"Okay." Claire said, "I won't mess up anything important, and I'm very clear about my own identity, just that he's going back to

Arkpool City, so | want to say goodbye."

The King nodded understandingly.

After communicating with the doctor, Claire exchanged phone numbers with him, then headed to Ivan's residence.

Prince Taylor was also going back to his own palace, so he accompanied Claire.

This made the King realize things were not looking good, he had to talk to his son.

"Taylor!" So he called out.

The prince stopped and looked back, "Father, what's the matter?" He looked anxiously at Claire who was about to leave.

"Chere, | need to talk to you." The King's gaze fell on him, with a hint of sternness in his cold voice.

Then, even though Taylor was reluctant, he had to walk towards his father.

The King said to Eden and Arthur beside him, "You two leave first."

"Yes." The two bowed and left.

Taylor cto the King full of confusion, "Father, what's the matter?" Then he glanced reluctantly at Claire's departing figure, she

was almost out of sight.

"You cannot like Claire." The King looked up at him and said seriously, "So you have to get rid of your feelings."

"Why?" Taylor frowned, unwilling, "Is she not good enough? Or am | not worthy of her?"

Although he was a prince, her brother was Ivan.

"She's great, you're also great, both excellent, but you two are not suitable." Bertie told him, "I will not agree to you being

together."

So give up this thought as soon as possible.

"Givea reason." Taylor refused to accept this, he shook his head stubbornly, "Letsee if | can accept it, see if the reason is

justified."

The father and son's eyes met, Bertie's gaze sank, scaring Taylor into shuddering and swallowing, he didn't know what to say for a

moment.

But he really liked Claire.

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At this moment, Claire walked towards Ivan's residence without looking back.

She saw with the corner of her eye that someone seemed to be watching her every move in secret, this was not an illusion.

She looked straight ahead, appearing very calm, but was a little creeped out inside.

As long as she handed these food samples to Rowan, she could easily get samples of the food served to the King.

If the food sent out of the kitchen had no issues, but the food placed on the table did, then the poisoner was the server.

Once the scope was locked down, the truth would not be far off.

She had to seize the time.

"Brother!"

Claire saw Ivan from afar and called out playfully, skipping towards him.

Seeing her, Ivan also smiled, his face gentle, "Claire."

Then the siblings chatted while walking into the palace, going upstairs directly without arousing anyone's suspicion.

This palace where Ivan stayed was absolutely safe, with no listening devices after thorough checks.

"How is it? Any news?" Ivan was very confident in her.

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