Said No to the Prince and Yes to the King novel Chapter 225

Rejected by the Crown Prince? I Married His Uncle

Chapter 225 How Cruel She Is!

At the sound of Myrna’s voice again, Margaret’s expression darkened at once.

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Still annoyed by their clash at the palace banquet, she replied coldly, “You’ve already seen it with your own eyes, Ms. Hickman. There’s no need to pretend to ask.”

She added bluntly, “I’d never known Prince Theodore had other siblings. Since you’re from General Hickman’s Estate, did you just claim him as your family out of nowhere? And you even call him by his given name so casually.”

Myrna smiled faintly, a look of quiet disdain in her eyes, “You wouldn’t know, Ms. Campbell. Theodore and I grew up side by side as children. We called each other by our first names back then, and old habits stick. As a general’s daughter, I’ve never cared for overly delicate, ladylike formalities, so I’ve always called him plain Theodore all these years.”

She laughed lightly. “Theodore has always been easygoing and never bothers with trivial formalities with me. We’re like brother and sister–he doesn’t even treat me like a woman at all. Isn’t that amusing?”

She then covered her mouth with a hand and chuckled, her eyes full of disdain as she looked at Margaret.

Myrna had evidently changed into a new gown, looking bold and heroic in her military–style attire. Without that false, hypocritical smile on her face, she truly did carry the air of a valiant female warrior.

But Margaret had seen straight through her at the palace banquet.

This woman was far more calculating and complicated than her aloof exterior let on.

Margaret saw no reason to be polite. “You certainly carry yourself like a man in both looks and manner. A true heroic lady of the military. I’m just a delicate, ordinary young lady–no need for me to linger here and bother you. Excuse me.”

She gently brushed past Myrna and walked away without a backward glance.

Even after leaving the Ducal Palace, Margaret’s mood remained restless and unsettled.

She was vexed at herself for somehow agreeing to try a relationship with Theodore out of the blue.

Or she was irked by Myrna’s sudden appearance.

Everyone in Breston whispered that Theodore and Myrna were childhood sweethearts, fated for each other.

Theodore must have heard those rumors, too, yet he never bothered to correct them.

What’s more, ordinary folk were never allowed to enter the Ducal Palace at will–so why could Myrna come and go as she pleased, waiting right outside his private chambers without even needing his permission?

And then there was Myrna’s insistent claim that they were just like brother and sister.

It was clearly a veiled show of closeness, meant to irk others.

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Chapter 225 How Cruel She Is!

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Anyone with eyes could see she wore subtle makeup beneath her heroic demeanor, clearly styling herself as a woman, seeking his attention.

As a royal prince, what could he possibly have to discuss with her that required a private meeting at dusk?

The more Margaret thought about it, the more uneasy and irritable she grew.

She didn’t even realize how much the sight of the two meeting alone was bothering her.

All the way back to the Prime Minister’s Estate, her mind lingered on what business the two could possibly have.

Stella was beside herself with rage and frustration.

She had smashed everything in her chamber to pieces, collapsing into bitter sobs at the table.

Nadja stood trembling by the door, while Timothy stood outside, seething with anger.

“How dare you cry?” Timothy snapped furiously. “You’ve brought shame upon the entire Prime Minister’s Estate. What right do you have to throw a tantrum and weep?”

Jasper stood beside him, looking troubled. “Father, please. She already knows she was wrong.”

“Let her reflect on her foolish actions.” Timothy stormed off, his face red with embarrassment and rage.

Jasper shook his head helplessly as he watched Stella. “I warned you this appearance of yours was unfit for the palace banquet, yet you insisted on going. Even after all that, you still insisted on taking the stage to dance. All this is your own doing–and yet you keep falsely accusing Margaret. I suggest you think carefully about your behavior.”

With that, he turned and left in anger, too.

Stella flew into a frenzy, sweeping the entire table to the floor.

“Falsely accuse her?” she screamed shrilly. “I never lied! I know she uses acupuncture needles as hidden weapons. That’s the only reason she survived that cliff incident. That needle was definitely hers! She’s the one who did this to me! She’s the one who left me bald and disfigured, who humiliated me before the entire court! It’s all her doing! How cruel she is!

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