Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities

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Chapter 1779 Matters Concerning the Inheritance Ceremony

Compared to the court physician's anxiety and unease, the king appeared calm. He finished feeding the remaining food in the

basket to the pond, causing the fish to leap and frolic.

"He fired you for a reason," the king said without looking at him, merely stating, "lI won't interfere with his decision, nor will | ask for

the reason. | think you probably understand for yourself."

Hearing this, the court physician suddenly understood. The decision to fire him was the king's doing!

Otherwise, wouldn't Prince Louis have hesitated?

But it was a misconception. The king was unaware of this matter; he had only just found out.

In no time, the king had finished feeding the fish and was walking toward the palace, leaving the court physician staring after him,

torn between wanting to follow and hesitating.

The king was also very disappointed in the court physician because he did not like Louis.

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The king's meaning was clear. The court physician's heart sank heavily, and he had to go back to pack his things to leave the

palace. There was no longer a place for him here.

In a magnificent palace, Rowan sat at his desk, a row of neat bookshelves behind him, most of which contained rare editions.

Sitting in an intricately carved sandalwood chair, he held the handwritten apology letter from Taylor in his hand, having read it

countless times and memorized its contents.

Having just read it again, he lightly smiled and tore the apology letter to shreds, tossing it into the wastebasket.

Rowan had finally let go, forgiving Taylor from the depths of his heart.

In another room, Claire sat by the window with her laptop, her slender fingers tapping the keyboard. She was completely absorbed

in her story, diligently writing her .

Although she was in the Lu Layeka royal family at the moment, she had not stopped writing, being dedicated to her work every

day.

Experiencing so much with Rowan, she had also grown, and her writing had beceven more profound and restrained.

Outside the window, the lush greenery exuded a faint earthy fragrance, and she was in a very good writing state.

In the next room, someone cin and respectfully greeted Rowan, discussing the arrangements for the 28th throne succession

ceremony.

"Your Highness, these lists contain the attendees of the ceremony, people who have significant influence on the royal family. There

are a total of 568 individuals, including sfriendly neighboring country presidents and princes, as well as srenowned

diplomats."

"Hmm." Rowan took the list handed to him by a duke and quickly scanned through it, each naccompanied by a detailed

introduction.

"Your Highness, this one is the parade ceremony's schedule. Please take a look later to see if the arrangements are reasonable and

if there are any improvements needed. You can make suggestions."

"Alright." Rowan took the thick set of documents, noticing the sections clearly marked in red pen. "You have worked hard during

this time."

"It's my duty," the duke added. "In the afternoon of the 28th, there will also be a unique football match. Would you like to

participate? Also, should we inquire if Prince Taylor wants to join? Additionally, should we reserve a spot for Mr. Marsh?"

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"Sure," Rowan found it interesting. He smirked, "Ask if Taylor wants to play. And yes, reserve a spot for Mr. Marsh."

The duke was pleased, "It seems this football match will surely attract attention."

"Even though we are not professionals, participation is what matters," Rowan added, enjoying the idea of playing football.

The duke continued, "The inheritance ceremony will be held grandly at the Church of Our Lady of Europe. The preparations are

almost complete. Would you like to take stto personally visit?"

"No need." Rowan looked at the duke, affirming with gentle eyes. "You are experienced; | trust you can handle it well."

"Thank you."

"Thank you for your hard work," Rowan was very easy-going, without any airs. He asked, "You just cfrom Prince Taylor. How is

his recovery?"

"Your Highness, Prince Taylor looks much better. He can already get out of bed and move freely." This duke also had some

knowledge of the cause of Prince Taylor's injury.

Hearing this, Rowan felt relieved.

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