Avery followed Evan into the Presidential Palace from a side door. When they passed by a big lawn, they saw a few horses standing there while so people were talking.
Soon, Avery found Yuki was also standing there, several ters away from her. Yuki looked so joyful and arrogant.
Avery still rembered what Yuki did. Yuki once deceived her into wearing the wedding dress, which belongs to a dead woman. Besides, she found five n to rape her. Avery got angry. She can't believe Yuki still felt okay and talked in the Presidential Palace as if nothing happened.
When Yuki and Maeve talked, she saw Avery and greeted her, "As an old saying goes, a rry heart makes a cheerful countenance. It is no wonder that the Princess looks great after getting married."
Yuki was just like a sweet girl who wore a scarf and a gold silk robe embedded with off-white flower paintings. Her whole body was almost covered, except for her aningful eyes.
"Isn't it a good thing that I look pretty? Miss Yuki, the veil makes you look great, your face is as yellow as the shit."
"As the Princess, I suggest you not to say such an impolite word," Yuki barked. Avery felt that though her face was covered by a veil.
"It is normal that everyone needs to take a crap every day. Why do you think it is an obscure word? Oh. I got it. When you are evil, what you said will be evil. Similarly, if you"
Avery deliberately said it slowly and obscurely. People got what she wanted to say though she didn't finish her word. She did express that Yuki got crap in her mind.
Most people in the Presidential Palace knew there were so conflicts between Avery and Yuki, so they were glad to say they started to quarrel.
When Evan took the reign of Avery's horse to a bodyguard, Evan whispered to Avery, "Do you want to kill her?"
Evan had sent soone to catch Yuki. He always wanted to kill Yuki because she once attempted to ask so people to rape Avery.
"How dare the woman!" thought Evan.
Avery shook her head and said, "No, it is not modest."
For saving the little Princess, Avery would like to bear everything.
Moreover, Avery thought death was not the harshest punishnt for Yuki.
Evan gave Avery a warm and sweet glance. He understood Avery.
"My savior," Maeve brought a big towel and said, "For saving , you got saturated. I want to"
Maeve wanted to say she wanted to help him dry his body, but Evan imdiately got the towel and put it on his arms.
Maeve was happy that Evan got the towel that she brought.
"He is the most handso man that I had never seen before," thought Maeve.
Yuki ca over and got close to Avery, asking, "Where is the doctor yer? I have not seen him."
"Miss Yuki, why do you care about my lover?"
"Since I have not seen him, I just want to make sure he is all right," Yuki said and then turned to Maeve, "Sister Maeve, it is so pitying that you had not seen doctor yer before. Doctor yer is not skillful and professional but also a kind man."
"Is it true?" Maeve sighed and said, "It is so pitying that yer already loves soone. So, let us seize our opportunity. What do you think, my savior?"
Maeve usually gave Evan the vibe. When Avery saw that, she frowned but soon calm down.
At this ti, as soon as Avery raised her head, she found Yuki was staring at her aningfully and carefully as if she was trying to recall sothing.
Soon, Robert followed and whispered to Evan, "Mr. Howel, when we sent them to another place, Maeve's bodyguards followed. So"
Maeve kept her eyes on everyone in the Presidential Palace. Whoever did sothing wrong, Maeve must know that because she aid to investigate Mr. Black's identity.
Evan was silent for a while and then said, "Prepare so fireworks before night and tell Maeve I invite her to co here."
Robert was confused. He didn't understand why Evan needed fireworks and why he wanted to invite Maeve.
However, Robert didn't dare to ask questions. He had to follow orders.
Maeve also asked a maid to help her change a dress. Although she didn't live in the Presidential Palace, she knew there very well, and all maids and bodyguards respected her.
Since the makeup artist knew Maeve always wanted to be perfect and would make herself perfect even if she were at ho, the makeup artist spent almost three hours and finally finished.
When the manicurist just got Maeve's nails done, Maeve raised her hands and blew it with satisfaction.
At the sa ti, a maid walked into the room, saying, "Miss. Maeve, Mr. Lautner wants to invite you to have dinner at 7 p.m. in the Presidential Palace's backyard."
Maeve suddenly stood up so that eyeliner left a black stroke on her face. Maeve put her hand on her heart and said to herself, "As I wish, he must love ."
And then Maeve looked at a mirror and said to herself, "Alas, sotis, a beautiful face brings troubles. For example, you know many people love ."
The makeup artist can't help but laugh and said yes. "What a narcissistic woman Maeve is! I'm afraid that she will ask the mirror, who is the most beautiful woman in the world. If there is a magic mirror, I guess the mirror must say the most beautiful woman in this world is the Princess," thought the makeup artist.
"Why do you laugh? Don't you notice that there is a black stroke on my face? Are you jealous of ? You are not as beautiful as I am. You don't deserve it."
The makeup artist imdiately took the cotton pad and repaired her makeup.
When the maid was going to leave, Maeve raised her head and stopped her, "Does the President like the cakes and pastries that I gave him?"
"He likes them. I know he ate a lot."
"What did he eat?" Maeve prepared so cakes and pastries that Mr. Black liked and disliked because she wanted to make sure he was Mr. Black. She believed that taste couldn't be changed frequently. People always choose what he or she likes.
"The President ate many durian cakes," the maid answered.
"Did he drink coffee?"
"No, he didn't."
Suddenly, Maeve raised her eyebrows but still stayed calm. And then she said, "Mr. Lautner invites to"
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