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Chapter 1725
Despite her indignation, she still followed in Chloe’s footsteps. If anything happened, she would be the one to bear
the responsibility.
Upstairs. Lola followed Brisa into the room. “Madam, are you really going to the palace with Princess Chloe? It’s
your first time meeting her, and we haven’t confirmed if she’s really a princess. What if she suddenly becomes
hostile towards you? You’re pregnant. Even if you don’t care about yourself, you should think about the baby.”
Brisa looked annoyed, “Naturally I’ve given it more thought than you have, and it’s important that you stay away
from me now.”
But Lola shook her head, sighed helplessly. “Since you’ve decided, I can’t change your mind. After all, you’re the
boss, and my words hold no power”
Brisa ignored her, removed her shawl and threw it on the bed. She opened the wardrobe and found a loose puffer
jacket, intending to wear it.c2
Lola quickly stepped forward to help, took the jacket and put it on Brisa with careful attention. Brisa, although she
disliked Lola, didn’t mind the help with her jacket She put on the jacket with a stern face and zipped it up herself.
Lola stood behind her, tidying her jacket meticulously before stepping back. “Madam, do you need to prepare
anything else? I will take care of it.”
Brisa paused, looking around her bedroom with a hint of melancholy. She had become attached to this place. After
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtliving here for so long, it was filled with every bit of her memories with William. Now, the decision to leave was all
too sudden and she didn’t know what she should bring.
“Nothing She finally decided that she might not stay in the palace for long. If Ava continued to be hostile, she’d
probably come back
In any case, she preferred to continue living here with William. But reality didn’t allow it. Chloe was right, staying
here might not be safer than being by the Queen’s side
With that, she turned and left, with Lola quickly following. Yet, as they opened the door, they found Chloe, still in her
jacket and scarf, leaning against the doorframe, ready to leave.
Brisa hesitated, “Let’s go.”
Chloe straightened up as Lola emerged from behind. “I’ll arrange the car Without waiting for a response from
Chloe or Brisa, she hurried downstairs.
Watching Lola’s retreating figure, Chloe’s eyes were filled with a heavy gloom.
Brisa noticed and asked, “Is something wrong?”
Chloe handed her something. “Put this on.”
Brisa looked at the mask in confusion. She took it and asked, “Why…
“You better not talk now.”
Startled, Brisa closed her mouth with the words stuck in hepthroat. The intimidating aura Chloe exuded had
silenced her
Chloe, putting on another mask, glanced at Brisa, tucked her hands into her jacket pockets and headed downstairs.
Brisa looked completely puzzled and turned to Jane beside her, and Jane calmly said, “She won’t hurt you. If you
have any questions, we’ll talk in the car Brisa nodded filled with confusion, and followed Jane downstairs
Lola was already warting at the entrance, her face creased in a frown upon seeing Chloe and Brisa, but she quickly
masked it with a smile.
As Chloe headed to the car she arrived in, Lola quickly opened the door of the other car “Princess Chloe, there are
two baskets of fruit in your car isn’t inconvenient? This car is the best one in the mansion, specially prepared by Mr
William for the madam. You should take this car, it’s spacious and comfortable. Considering the madam’s delicate
condition, we are definitely providing the best car we have.” Her sweet words suggested that it would be y foolish
not to take this car
Chloe glanced at Jane, who checked the car and then looked back at Chloe.
Chloe then turned to Brisa, “Why aren’t you wearing a scarf? You’re pregnant, what if you catch a cold?”
Brisa glanced at the car, thinking that she would have to remove the scarf once inside. Sensing her hesitation,
Chloe turned to Lola with a stern voice. Go upstairs and fetch a scarf for the madam.”
Lolas face turned sour She thought to herself “They were about to get in the car, why making such a fuss?”
“Didn’t you hear me? Chloe repeated Her cold aura made Lola obey involuntarily, even if she didn’t want to.
Lola quickly ran back inside the house, visibly frightened by Chloe
Watching Lola’s rushed retreat, Chloe turned to Brisa, pointing at her own car. ‘Get in Brisa was clueless about
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmChloe’s intentions, but Jane led her to Chloe’s car and basically shoved her inside
Chloe then addressed the other servants standing at the entrance, her voice cold. Tell Lola that we’ve taken the car
she arranged. If you tell her otherwise…
She paused, her voice chilling even further, “I hold grudges With that, she left without another word Given the
servants expressions, they clearly wouldn’t dare to cross Chloe
When Lole came back with the scarf, both cars had already left the mansion. She frowned and turned to the other
servants.
“Did they leave?”
“Yes”
“Which car did they take?”
The one you arranged”
Hearing this, Lola’s face brightened up. She glanced at the scarf in her hand, scoffed and tossed it aside
nonchalantly before striding confidently back
into the living room.
The other servants exchanged glances before silently retreating into the house
In no time at all, Ava received a message [Mission Accomplished.] Her lips curled as she deleted the message and
turned her head to give Barbara a reassuring and smug look. Barbara mirrored the smirk.
The real drama was about to unfold. Just the murder of the royal heir was enough to bring Chloe to eternal
damnation.