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The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 697

Charlotte’s demeanor made Caspian feel a little embarrassed, and he thought that he was a little petty before.

Then, just when he thought about how to reply to Charlotte, he heard her voice again.

“Casper, have you thought about why I’ve chosen you?”

Caspian laughed.

“A little… Do you mind explaining it to me, Charlotte?”

As there were only the two of them behind the veil, they did not need to worry about being overheard by others.

Hence, Caspian naturally addressed Charlotte as his junior.

Charlotte pursed her lips and smiled, showing an innocent yet playful look.

“Casper, this is the first time we meet, but it’ s not the first time I’ve heard of you.”

“You know about my performance in the nation’s official religion election?” Caspian blinked.

That would make sense if that were the case.

Caspian also understood that his performance in the nation’s official religion election could be described as unbelievable.

Hence, it was normal for the princess to have heard of Caspian’s achievements and was curious.

However, Charlotte only shook her head and giggled, denying Caspian’s reply.

“Then, what could it be?” Caspian was puzzled.

Charlotte’s smile reached her eyes as she answered, “Specifically, it was yesterday.

One of my maids overheard that you have someone else in your heart, and you believe that I won’t choose you.

When I heard that, I became curious, and I couldn’t help but remember your name.”

Caspian immediately understood that what he and Bowen said in the teahouse yesterday was heard by Charlotte’s maid, reaching her in the end.

However, Caspian quickly frowned.

“You know that I have someone else I like, yet you still choose me publicly.

Are you doing this on purpose?” Thinking like that, Caspian’s good impression of Charlotte just now disappeared, and his tone could not help but become colder.

When Charlotte sensed Caspian’s instant alienation from her, her face changed, and there was an unexpected look of panic in her eyes, looking like a frightened deer.

The next second, Charlotte hurriedly shook her head, explaining, “Casper, please don’t take it the wrong way.

That‘s not what I meant.”

Caspian only coldly glanced at her but said nothing.

Charlotte’s eyes became teary.

She bit her lip and clenched the tiny fists in her long sleeves tightly, appearing to be making some difficult decision.

After a while, Charlotte took a deep breath in, and she seemed to have made up her mind.

Then, she raised her head, looking at Casper with bright eyes.

“Casper, I didn’t want to say this, but to avoid you from misunderstanding and hating me, I have to admit this even if I have to be thick-skinned.”

After a pause, Charlotte continued, “Even though I’m supposed to choose a husband, my father and the entire Earlington of Efrax placed the political significance far higher than my feelings.

Don’t you admit so?”

“That’s indeed the case.” Caspian nodded.

Caspian was very clear about the matter.

In fact, for cultivators, there was no essential difference between the so-called Earlington of Efrax and Ucror.

As long as the royal family was stable in governing the region and could continuously provide talents to the sect, they were an excellent royal family.

In other words, as long as the sect wanted to, they could always find a replacement to replace the royal family of Earlington of Efrax.

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