Meanwhile, at the same time—“Quinn?”Valentina, who had just stepped out of the car, frowned when she saw her older sister coming from a different direction than she should have—her head lowered, her face tense, as if she were holding back shattered emotions.Valentina might have only found out two days ago that the woman just a year older than her was her biological sister. She might have only grown close to Quinn over the past three months.But she knew very well that Quinn was not someone who easily appeared shaken—let alone weak.Quinn was a very strong woman.And if there was anyone similar to her, it was their mother.Seeing her sister’s expression now, Valentina felt as if her own heart were in pain.Now she understood just how deep Quinn’s anxiety was at the thought of this forced engagement with the prince.But at the same time, she also realized the opposite.So your feelings for Martin run that deep?Valentina bit her lower lip as she shook her head weakly.Whether she lik

The voice wasn’t loud, but its tone carried unmistakable authority.Clenching her fists, Valentina let out a low growl before turning around.“Mom, are you going to turn a blind eye to what Martin is doing?” she said firmly, struggling to hold back her anger. “Are you just going to let him do whatever he wants? Is that what you expect me to do?”“Fool!” Silvana snapped, striding forward in her high heels—quick, yet incredibly graceful.At her age, her face and figure were not much different from her daughters’.“How could you say something like that to me?” she continued. “Is that really what you think of me?” Her sharp gaze locked onto Valentina’s as she stopped just inches away.At such a close distance, they no longer looked like mother and daughter—but like two female fighters about to clash in an MMA ring.“If you want to be angry, then be angry. If you want to beat people up like you always do, then go ahead.”As she spoke, Silvana kept her eyes fixed forward, clearly seeing her

A few hours earlier.“This absolutely cannot be allowed! I have to get rid of that slut!”Clenching one fist and slamming it into her other palm, Natasha walked unsteadily as she stepped out of Richard’s private room.Even so, the hatred and fury in her eyes were unmistakable.Earlier that morning, she had managed to make Richard submit to her—he had even agreed to her plan to propose to Quinn without consulting the Queen Consort.And now, that same man had openly cast her aside—just because of a cheap girl like Lana.Her heart burned with a rage that would not be extinguished so easily.She couldn’t let that girl remain. She had to do something to remove her from the prince’s side.Beep-beep-beep-beep!Suddenly, an alarm rang loudly.Creeeak!The door to the prince’s private room opened.Natasha, who was still standing not far from it, saw Lana rushing out in a hurry.“Ah, it seems they didn’t even get the chance to do anything, did they?” she muttered, a mocking smile forming on her

“What the fuck! What did I just hear?”Muttering under her breath with her eyes wide open, Valentina immediately turned to the side, looking at her two sisters.“Brides-to-be? Brides? Really? What does that even mean?”But as if her complaints were completely useless, the lights in the hall suddenly dimmed.Click! Click! Click!Then the sound of footsteps echoed, approaching them.“Ma’am, forgive me. You— I mean Miss Quinn— need to step forward.”Two female attendants bowed beside the three of them, then politely and gently escorted Quinn to stand beside Silvana.After that, Ivanka stepped back and took her place next to Gianna.“What the fuck!”While her sisters still didn’t fully understand what was about to happen, Valentina felt an even stronger urge to act immediately.“There’s no way that perverted prince is going to marry all three of us at once, right?” she said.She didn’t even hesitate to call Richard by such a name in front of so many people—no longer afraid or feeling guil