I'm not a sister complex!

Angelica, who was lying on the cot on the other side, pursed her lips. She knew what was happening over there.

But this is the path they chose themselves, and she is actually ready for it.

She understood why her mother was so proactive. She just wanted to protect her and delay her time as much as possible.

But how long can this be delayed? After all, it is inevitable.

To be honest, Angelica wasn't actually opposed to this. The other person was so pretty, and she wouldn't be at a disadvantage.

It's just a little awkward and embarrassing.

……

In the second half of the night, Isabella walked to the cot, lifted the quilt and lay down in it.

Angelica, awakened by the noise, opened her eyes immediately, and then she heard her mother's gentle voice with a little fatigue:

"Go to sleep!"

Angelica responded softly, moving her head forward and burying her face in her mother's arms.

Suddenly Angelica's nose wrinkled, but she was dazed and didn't think much about it.

She soon fell asleep again. For some reason, she slept particularly soundly tonight.

The next day, after Eros washed up with Isabella's help, he went out to the restaurant for breakfast.

Isabella followed Eros closely with her hands folded in front of her belly. As for Angelica, she was currently making the bed and cleaning the room.

Glancing sideways at Isabella's tightly stretched chest, Eros said with some apology in his tone:

"None of the maid outfits in the mansion are as big as yours, but don't worry, I've arranged for someone to make one for you, and it won't take long."

Isabella responded softly, "It's okay, Your Highness! I can bear it."

Seeing Isabella getting into the mood like this, Eros's mouth curled up slightly.

After arriving at the restaurant, Estelle, who had already been sitting in the restaurant waiting, saw the maid following Eros at a glance.

There was a hint of surprise in Estelle's beautiful eyes. Wendini beside her said with a chuckle:

"Mom, do you think Evelyn looks a lot like Queen Isabella?"

Although it was an unfamiliar name, combined with the following words, Estelle easily understood that the Evelyn her daughter was talking about was the maid following behind Eros.

Estelle nodded, agreeing with her daughter's opinion:

"It does look like Queen Isabella."

As she spoke, Estelle glanced at the Indiales morning paper placed aside, which contained such a piece of news.

"At 2 o'clock yesterday afternoon, Queen Isabella received Archduchess Catherine at the Arc de Triomphe Palace!"

Below this message, there is a color image, which is a photo of Queen Isabella and a noble lady dressed in gorgeous clothes.

After Estelle finished looking at the image, she turned her gaze to Evelyn's face.

Even she had to admit that Eros's maid did look a bit like the queen.

Eros sat down at the dining table, and Isabella stood respectfully beside Eros and began to help Eros organize the tableware and napkins.

Perhaps because there were outsiders present, Estelle and Undine didn't talk much during breakfast.

After breakfast, Eros moved next to Estelle and read today's India morning newspaper with her.

With just one glance, Eros saw the report about Isabella's meeting with the Archduchess.

This surprised him a little. Isabella met Catherine yesterday afternoon?

But wasn’t Isabella stolen out by me early yesterday morning?

So who is this Isabella in the newspaper?

After a little thought, Eros roughly understood what was going on.

I'm afraid the royal family concealed the news of Isabella's disappearance. As for why they concealed it, is there any need to think about it?

The sudden and unexpected disappearance of a queen would certainly lead to a careful investigation by the church, but would the royal family be willing to allow the church to investigate inside the palace?

Obviously, they didn't want to, so they could only hide the news and let others pretend to be Queen Isabella to make it seem like nothing had happened.

This discovery made Eros's mouth curl up slightly.

At the same time, on the other side, Natalia was standing in the corridor waiting with a nervous look on her face. She felt a little uneasy inside. She didn't understand why a big shot suddenly wanted to see her.

Just yesterday, after she handed in the full moon bracelet, her boss suddenly gave her a message.

She said that an important person wanted to see her and asked her to be prepared to face a noble person tomorrow morning.

Natalia was really shocked when she heard the news. She didn't understand how she could attract the attention of such a being.

If she had been received by such a being in the past, she would have felt extremely honored, because the Exalted One is the being closest to the Goddess and represents the will of the Goddess.

Being received by the Exalted is, to a certain extent, equivalent to being received by the Goddess.

For a believer, is there anything more glorious than being personally watched by the deity he believes in?

Without a doubt, no!

But Natalia is different now. Ever since she discovered that Ayesha was the vessel of the goddess' descent, her faith in the great goddess began to waver.

Although she didn't want to admit it, the blasphemous words of that hateful remnant of the night did succeed in shaking her faith.

Therefore, she was a little afraid, afraid that after meeting that noble man, the other party would see at a glance that her faith was shaken.

She had thought about escaping, but facing that kind of existence, could she really escape?

So she had no choice but to come, hoping that the other party didn't take her so seriously.

Suddenly, a door at the end of the corridor opened, and a noble lady in a long dress with intricate patterns walked out.

The lady walked up to Natalia with an elegant and calm demeanor, her tone filled with a gentle and warm smile:

"Go in, the high priest wants to see you!"

Natalia took a deep breath, suppressed her inner anxiety, and walked into the room.