"But..."
Yvette's delicate face was filled with reluctance. "But I don't like Sawyer."
"You can slowly try getting acquainted with him. I believe your father won't make a bad choice for you." The Empress smiled.
Yvette felt devastated and hopeless after hearing her mother’s opinion.
She would have snuck out of the palace and fled to any continent far away had this happened much earlier. It would be difficult for her father to find her at that time.
However, where else could she go since the nine continents' barriers were gone and information was well shared among the
continents? Yvette was heartbroken and had no idea how she would continue living for the rest of her life with someone she obviously did not love.
Two days later!
In the Luang Ping Palace.
Back in the garden, Monica sat in the pavilion while watching her son Ambrose frolicking with several palace maids not far away.
Monica was wearing a long silk skirt which vaguely revealed her charming curves. She looked graceful, elegant, and noble.
Monica felt very relaxed.
After staying in Luang Ping Palace for a long time, Monica no longer looked forward to leaving the place as much as before. She had gradually settled and became calmer.
Occasionally, she would still be thinking of Darryl.
Monica thought Darryl was dead! She thought he died under the crater a long time ago!
Lord Kenny disallowed and ordered that no one should mention Darryl in front of his wife, hence she had no idea Darryl was still alive.
Monica's only current wish was to be with her child and watch him grow up happily.
Could it be something was wrong with Lord Kenny?
"I don't know either, Mistress," replied the maid.
Monica nodded before asking a few maids to take good care of Ambrose and went to the front hall.
When she arrived at the front hall, she saw Lady Denise sitting there.
Denise was around 30 years old that year. She was wearing a light yellow long dress and had a beautiful face that made her a rare beauty, but one could sense a slight meanness in between her brows.
Next to Denise was a familiar figure, Yvette!
Yvette was wearing a long skirt with her figure looking sexy under the skirt. Even her long skirt was unable to conceal those charming curves of hers! Inside the palace, many of the servants had their eyes locked on the sexy Yvette.
"Monica." Yvette stood up, walked toward Monica, and held her hand. "Monica, I'm here today to tell you something."
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