Carly looked at Nigel and Fiona. "Mom, Dad, I really love the Raphael Crown. Put it on me now."
Carly couldn't wait another second to wear the Raphael Crown.
Fiona picked up the Raphael Crown. "Tonight, we will place this taira on the head of the Hampton family heiress. It will belong to her alone!"
"Mom, hurry up and put it on me," Carly urged impatiently.
Fiona walked toward Carly, holding the Raphael Crown, and stopped in front of her.
Carly's gaze lit up—Fiona was standing before her.
The surrounding crowd stirred.
"Mrs. Hampton's about to crown Ms. Carly with the Raphael Crown!"
"Well, that's to be expected. Ms. Carly is their real daughter after all!"
"How could a goddaughter compare to a biological one?"
Carly looked like a proud peacock as she faced Fiona. "Mom, go ahead, put it on me."
She lowered her head, waiting for Fiona to place the crown.
But Fiona didn't move. "Carly, this Raphael Crown isn't for you."
What?
As soon as those words landed, Carly froze. "Mom, what are you saying? If it's not for me, then who is it for?"
Fiona replied, "This Raphael Crown is for Celine."
Carly felt her heart sink. "Mom, you…"
Fiona looked at Carly. "Carly, you're our daughter, but we can't keep enabling you and letting you go astray. You asked your father and me to choose between you and Celine. We've made our decision."
Carly had a bad feeling. "Mom, who did you choose?"
Nigel's voice was low and steady. "We chose Celine."
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