Theresa's words confused the entire harem.
Princess Summer frowned and pursed her lips, as if she were thinking about something.
But very soon, the glimmer in her eyes was enshrouded by the crazy fog.
"Teresa, what are you talking about? We don't understand."
Princess Summer touched her forehead and mumbled, "The black magic inside your body must still be lingering."
"…Damn it!"
Theresa wanted to roar to the sky.
But it did not fit her current appearance and identity.
"What I mean to say is that we—we girls must have self-respect and self-love. We—we want our daughter to be strong. There's no need to live with a man and think about how to please him all day!"
