"And you think they would not come to meet you then?" She closed her eyes, guiltily.
"They would. But it is common for a monique to get her clothes done by a famous designer. How about you summon Asher and his team to the palace for the preparations of marriage. I will think of a way to hide among them. As sling as the spies did not notice me…" she stopped when he slammed the table so hard that the cup slipped and rolled on the table and the tea dripped on the ground.
"You are their daughter. Yet you want to enter the palace as a mere servant when you are pregnant?" he closed his eyes to control his rage, "you think i am still a weak child that can not protect you. Right?"
