The Heir's Secret Bride

Secret Bride 450 Chapter 450 As soon as the words were spoken, a wave of whispers spread through the crowd. People exchanged doubtful and scrutinizing glances, and Maeve felt like she was being pierced by a thousand stares It was hard not to feel the sting of their words.

But Maeve wasn't about to back down. She spoke up, her voice steady. "I've been standing here the whole time. How could I have pushed her from this angle? I'm open to any investigation, but I won't stand for baseless accusations. "Even in front of the Royal Inspection Team, I'll say the sthing." Her firm words cut through the murmurs in the room. Those who had initially suspected her started to doubt themselves.

No one in their right mind would try to murder a princess in the palace. Maeve was too smart for that.

The important figures in the room weren't fools either. After thinking it over, they began to sense that something wasn't right.

Maeve's position wasn't strong enough for them to openly oppose the royal family on her behalf.

Even if Fiora was temporarily stripped of her title, it was clear that the royal family wouldn't let her go so easily.

"I believe in Ms. Reese," the Damon couple said, stepping up for Maeve. "Don't worry. The Royal Inspection Team will check this out." Their support caused the murmurs to die down for a moment.

Fiora ground her teeth in frustration. The Damon couple were hardly loyal, but their words still stung. She couldn't understand why they were rushing to defend Maeve. 'Is there something between them? Don't they care about me?' "Check? There's no need for that. I can provide the most authentic evidence right now." Just then, a sharp, childish voice cut through the crowd, sending a shiver down everyone's spine.

Everyone turned to see the two young boys-one of whom had just danced with the crown prince earlier-standing nearby.

Will was holding the remote for the LCD screen in the hall, while Theo, facing away from the crowd, was scrolling through something on a tablet.

With a click, he pressed the enter key, and the LCD screen flickered to life. The camera had caught everything that had just happened.

Fiora must have thought she'd covered her tracks when she attacked Maeve, but in a place like the palace, safety was key- there were no truly hidden corners.

The camera, with its full 365-degree coverage, had captured the whole thing-Fiora ranting and attacking Maeve, trying to strangle her like a madwoman. It was all there, for everyone to see.

The party hall, usually a symbol of royal elegance, now felt like the stage for a humiliating spectacle.

Everyone was thinking the sthing, "This is absurd. How can someone like her be a princess? She is making a fool of the royal family.

Fiora, still lying on the stretcher, looked furious. Her face was pale with anger, and in her rage, she forgot her act.

She stood up and pointed at the two boys, yelling, "Don't be fooled by these two little bastards! They're Maeve's kids. What good could cfrom the daughter of a wanted criminal?! Don't believe-" 16:57 Sat, Dec 14 Chapter 450 Maeve's eyes narrowed with fury. She swung her hand, and two bud slaps rang out, landing hard on Fiora's face, cutting off her insults mid-sentence.

Fiora could insult her all she wanted, but Maeve wouldn't let her speak ill of her children.

Fiora shrieked, "How dare you hit me?! Bitch, I want you dead!" Maeve's face remained stone-cold as she stared at Fiora, almost like she was looking at a dead woman.

"I think the princess is just fine. Doesn't need a stretcher at all," Maeve said with chilling calm.

The crowd quickly noticed Fiora, who was sitting up, fully alert and not at all injured. She had been faking it the entire time.

Maeve had already wondered how Fiora could've fallen so tically on those steps-turned out, it had all been a lie.

The room fell silent, but the Damon couple wasn't shy to speak up. "Your Highness, your behavior tonight is a disgrace to the royal family." It was beyond embarrassing.

"Mr. Damon!" Fiora hissed, clutching her swollen cheek. Her face, once beautiful, now twisted with anger. She opened her mouth to say something, but then her eyes landed on Tom coming down the spiral staircase. "Uncle!" Fiora nearly jumped out of her seat, as if she'd found a knight in shining armor. She wasted no time. "This woman pusheddown the stairs and hurt me! She slappedin front of everyone. She is completely insulting the royal family!" Tom stepped forward, his expression stone cold. "Fiora, it's tto face the truth." He didn't hesitate. "Because of your actions, using your power like you did, Her Majesty has decided to strip you of your title and your rights. Your family registration will go back to your original household." He let the words sink in, then added, "The official document will be issued tomorrow, so from now on, you are no longer a princess. You're no longer part of the royal family." Tom's words landed like a heavy blow, rippling through the room, sending a shockwave through the already tense atmosphere.

In the last hundred years, no princess had ever been expelled from the royal family. This wasn't just a public humiliation; it was a death sentence to Fiora's status.

Fiora tried to scramble off the stretcher and staggered toward Tom. "No! Grandma won't let you do this! What right do you have? I'm a princess! I have royal blood! You'll regret this, siding with slowly commoner!" Tom listened to her frantic rambling before delivering the cold truth. "You're not a princess, Fiora. You were adopted by my sister. You never had royal blood-just luckier than the people you looked down on. Without this title, you're nothing."

None of the other princesses were as arrogant as Fiora. While the rest of them focused on self-improvement, focused on N Flora was obsessed with pleasure and used her position to bully common people. What she wasted wasn't just time, money, or power-it was the real value of being a princess.

And because of that, she didn't deserve it.

Tom brushed her hand aside and waved to the guards. "Get her out of here. From now on, she is not welcback." "Yes, Your Highness." Fiora fought back as the guards tried to drag her away. "You're lying! Let go of me!" 16:57 Sat, Dec 14 G G.

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She screamed, throwing a full-on tantrum, rolling around on the floor without caring about how ridiculous she looked But no one showed her E any sympathy. Not even the Damon couple. All her arrogance and condescension had finally caught up with her. Tom didn't seem fazed. He just raised his hand, signaling the orchestra to keep playing. The party continued like nothing had happened.

The guests quietly went back to the hall, swhispering to each other about what just went down.

Maeve stood there, still in a daze.

One second, she thought she might be accused of trying to kill & royal, and the next, Fiora was kicked out of the royal family. It was hard to wrap her head around the sudden shift.