The thought of both father and son fighting for the same woman had the queen infuriated. Still, she would rather Dylan focus his attention on that Chanaean woman than have his son marry her.
“Your Majesty should talk to His Royal Highness properly. He’ll understand where you’re coming from eventually,” Miranda cautiously advised.
The employees were the ones who would suffer if the employer was in a bad mood. Even though she knew the queen wouldn’t do anything to her, Miranda was still wary.
Without another word, the queen simply waved her hand, dismissing Miranda. She wanted some time to think.
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