Taylor recalled the time when he pursued Claire, and his father, in a fit of rage, scolded him harshly and threw him out in front of the servants. Now, watching Louis's behavior today, Taylor's anger for his father's sake burned within him.
Had Louis become so brazen because their father was incapacitated and couldn't scold him?
As Taylor approached with great determination, Claire linked arms with Louis, and the two of them walked out, chatting and laughing.
"Dr. Watson, at this rate, when do you think the king will recover?" Claire asked, her mood cheerful, a smile on her face.
"Within a month, he should be fully recovered," Rowan replied, visibly relieved.
They hadn't noticed Taylor. After leaving the main gate, they walked briskly along the corridor toward the direction of the royal palace.
Taylor paused in disbelief, watching this scene.
Were the servants blind?
Could it be real?
How could this be possible?
"Lou! " Taylor roared, striding forward to catch up.
At the sound of Taylor's voice, Rowan and Claire turned to see him approaching with great anger. They also stopped in their tracks, not understanding what was happening.
Taylor quickly reached them, his fingers tightening slightly at his side. His eyes were filled with fury. "What are you doing?!"
Behind him were two guards who, out of courtesy, respectfully saluted, their voices weak, not daring to provoke Prince Louis.
"Lou!" Taylor looked at him with disdain. "Are you trying to have your cake and eat it too?"
Claire released her hold on Rowan's arm, a move that Taylor found particularly ironic. "Heh, did that hit a nerve?"
The next moment, Rowan directly embraced Claire's shoulder as if to assert his authority. The two brothers' gazes converged, a hidden undercurrent flowing between them.
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