Chapter 2552
‘Regardless of whether I want to fight for the position, everyone in the country will only think that I’m the most suitable candidate to take over the position as the country’s princess. I want to fight over it only because I want that woman to know her place and leave the prince.
“Why would I give her so much attention? At the end of the day, she’s just a daughter of the Goldmanns.
‘However, Nollace actually did this to me because of that woman, and my mother is expecting me to turn a blind eye to it!?”
Bianca knew what Cecelia was thinking and quickly tried to persuade her. “Cecelia, Nollace isn’t as simple of a man as you think he is. Think about the fate of those who have offended him in the past. Apart from being the son of Her Majesty the Queen, he doesn’t deserve you, my precious daughter.”
How could Cecelia listen to her mother at this moment? She sneered. “If there are other princes, then I’ll choose to give up on him. But if you want me to give up now, you’re only turning me into a laughingstock. Are you telling me that I, the daughter of the most powerful aristocrat in Yaramoor, can’t compare myself to the daughter of a wealthy businessman from Zlokova?”
‘Nollace is not what I’ve always wanted. It’s the symbol of status and power! And Nolalce just so happens to be the prince.’
Bianca did not expect such words to escape her daughter’s mouth-she was surprised. “What nonsense are you talking about? Do you plan to sacrifice your happiness for such a pointless sense of achievement?”
She replied indifferently, “I’m the daughter of the Taylors. For the sake of the family, such a sacrifice is nothing.”
A hint of sadness flashed across Bianca’s face, and she fell silent.
‘I know very well that Lucius has always put his personal interests before anything else. But I didn’t expect my own daughter to be exactly the same.
‘What else can I say?’
Two days later…
Daisie was discharged from the hospital after passing the pregnancy test. Nollace took her back to the manor, and Mia, the butler, and the servants all stood at the door to welcome her.
Everyone was there except for Madam Ames. The only difference was that Mia had become Daisie’s personal assistant. She basically did not have to do anything other than cooking occasionally and spending most of her time with Daisie, which was a very relaxing job.
“Ma’am, welcome home.” Mia stepped forward, stretched her arms out, and gave Daisie a warm hug.
That series of actions made her look rather carefree.
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