Chapter 327
June arrived, bringing summer’s warmth,
Ferris and Lizzie’s wedding was set for June 6th.
Within the imperial court, some met their ruin while others soared.
Ferris was no longer just a Chief Inspector.
Here–emerged into the limelight as a Marquis
Arthur highly valued Ferris and bestowed upon him the Osborne family’s property.
Since the mansion was being renovated by the Ministry of Works for the upcoming wedding, Ferris couldn’t move in yet and remained in his old residence
Standing in his new mansion, Ferris ascended to the attic, overlooking most of Pidence City. Yet his gaze lingered on one tiny comer.
It was Blue Alley.
He thought, ‘My beloved Atheny is there?
Once, he had been so far from her; now, he was one step closer.
As if lost in a
tin a pleasant thought, a gentle smile played at the corners of Ferris’s lips, his eyes brimming with tender affection
“You worthless peasants, How dare you defy your princess? Guards, drag them out and beat them to death with clubs.” The sudden venomous outburst shattered Ferris’s pleasant reverie.
The tender image of Athena faded from Ferris’s mind, his eyes turning ice–cold in an instant
He turned toward the source of the disturbance, only to see Lizzie appear in the garden with her entourage of maids.
Austed and stepped forward and whispered to Ferris, “Your Lordship, Princess Lizzie is throwing a tantrum, She’s unhappy with the roses in the garden and insists on having them replaced with peonies.”
Roses were Athena’s favorite flowers, so Ferris had the entire courtyard replanted with roses all for her.
Ferris scoffed inwardly, “Who does Lizzie think she is? How dare she come here and dictate terms?”
Ferns fixed Lizzie with a frosty glare, but suppressed the chill almost instantly.
Outmatched in power, he knew he couldn’t confront her head–on. For now, he had no choice but to humor her.
Ferris descended the attic and strode toward Lizzie
He stood tall and straight, his belt cinching a narrow waist and accentuating his broad shoulders and long legs.
His hair was elegantly tied with a emerald crown, xuding noble bearing. He was so dashingly handsome that Lizzie’s cheeks flushed
Lizzie had seen countless handsome men in Pidence City, but none had ever captivated her quite like Ferris. He had a striking personality and inesistible
charm
What excited her the most was Ferris’s defiant, untamed demeanor, she simply couldn’t get enough of him.
Lizzled her chin with subile arrogance, awaiting Ferris’s approach.
Ferris came to a halt before her, bowing slightly as he addressed her respectfully, “Your Highness”
Lizzie couldn’t hide her smug satisfaction. She stepped forward and planted herself directly in front of Ferris, meeting his eyes with a boldly defiant pa
Lizzie slowly circled Ferris, her gaze brazenly bracing every inch of his body.
She lingered on his well–built chest and trim waist, her eyes devouring every detail.
Finally, her gaze settled on his handsome face. Reaching out to stroke his cheek with a coquettish smirk, Lizzie teased, “We’re practically married Why are you so formal? From now on, call me Lizzie,”
When Lizzie was bom, her mother wanted her to symbolize peace and tranquility.
Looking at Lizzie’s disgusting face, Ferris felt waves of nausea rising in his chest.
Lizzie’s hands had touched countless men. When they reached his face, it made his skin crawl
Suppressing his revulsion, a faint, forced smile played on Ferris’s lips as he called softly, “Lizzie”
Lizzie froze for a split second, then burst out in triumphant laughter.
Like a cunning hunter who had finally shared her long coveted prey, she laughed with unbridled arrogance.
They sat facing each other. Lizzie stared at Ferris with a lingering, hungry gaze, her eyes brimming with covetous desire.
His masculine scent filled her nostrils, leaving her mind utterly blank. She could hardly think straight with him so close
“Your Highness, what brings you here?” Farris’s voice turned ice–cold again, even reverting to the formal address
With a smug grin, Lizzie boasted, “These shoes took two months to make. I just got them and couldn’t wait to show you
The shoes were a garish, glaring crimson. It was so bright that it was almost painful to look at. Ferris took one glance and immediately averted his eyes.
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