CHAPTER 294: CHAPTER 294 THAT WOMAN DIDN’T DIE BACK THEN, SHE GAVE BIRTH TO THE ELDEST PRINCESS...

In the lavish palace, King Muir wore a plain white garment, his handsome face a sickly pallor. He was gently caressing a yellowed photograph.

His dark eyes were filled with tenderness as he rubbed the photograph and softly asked, "Amanda, where have you been all these years? No matter the reason, you’ve hidden long enough, shouldn’t you appear by now? Amanda, I miss you, I think about you every day. Come back, won’t you? Come back to my side..."

A soft sound echoed, and the palace door creaked open.

Muir put away the photograph and looked at the newcomer, "Why are you here?"

Lisa approached, looking at Muir, "After all these years, you still can’t forget her?"

Muir remained silent, picking up a nearby document and began to read.

Lisa reached out and took the document from Muir, "Muir, it’s been twenty-three years. If she still cares for you, she would have returned long ago! Perhaps she has already married and had children, you..."

Muir’s eyes suddenly turned cold.

He looked at Lisa and spoke heavily, "No way!"

Lisa gazed at Muir, unable to help asking, "Why not? Haven’t you married me and had three daughters with me?"

Muir lowered his head, "I was wrong."

Yes, he was wrong.

How could he have momentarily married Lisa and had three daughters with her?

If Una Sutcliffe knew, she would surely be angry!

"Ha, wrong?" Lisa mocked herself, looking at Muir and questioning, "I have loved you for a lifetime, stood by you for a lifetime, and in the end, it’s just that you were wrong?"

Muir didn’t answer, he raised his head to look at Lisa. Calmly he asked, "What brings you to me?"

Lisa controlled her emotions, looking at Muir and gently spoke, "Muir, Ellie is old enough now, shouldn’t you name her Crown Prince?"

Ellie is their first child, the daughter of Muir and Lisa.

Lisa chose Ellie’s name, pouring her hopes that Muir would fall in love with her.

Muir opened another document, saying without looking at Lisa, "In Whitehill, only the Butterfly Prince and Princess can inherit as Crown Prince, you know that, right? If there’s nothing else, please leave."

Lisa: "..."

Of course, she knew Ellie wasn’t Princess Butterfly, but lacking fate, where could such a princess be found?

Did she have anything else to discuss with him?

Speak of love and romance?

She had stood by him for a lifetime, married for twenty-three years, but had she ever been allowed into his heart even for a moment?

No, never!

He’s waiting for his Una Sutcliffe, for the woman he could never have.

Before, he might have placated her for the sake of appearances, but now, would he not even bother pretending?

She repeatedly asked him to name the Eldest Princess Ellie as Crown Prince. Previously, he would stall, argue, but now, does he no longer wish to speak to her?

No matter how angry Lisa felt, to maintain her consistent image over decades, she left without saying a word.

She returned to her quarters, where Ellie awaited, "Queen, Virgil Davies requests an audience."

"Virgil Davies?" Lisa voiced in doubt, momentarily forgetting who Virgil Davies was.

"He is Mistress Jade’s son, claiming to have urgent matters with you," Ellie reminded.

With Ellie’s reminder, Lisa recalled who Virgil Davies was.

Mistress Jade was once her personal maid, her most trusted servant.

Years ago, due to complicated circumstances, after Mistress Jade gave birth to Virgil Davies, she was expelled, and Lisa happened to shelter them.

After that, Mistress Jade remained by Lisa’s side, becoming her personal maid.

Over those years, Mistress Jade aided Lisa in many covert tasks...

When Virgil Davies turned fifteen, Mistress Jade left Whitehill with him and returned to the Davies family.

Mistress Jade was, over these years, Lisa’s most satisfactory personal maid.

From her start as a maid, slowly becoming Lisa’s attendant, eventually earning her complete trust and satisfaction; Mistress Jade was indeed remarkable.

Indeed, if not extraordinary, how could she single-handedly disrupt Adrian Davies’ family happiness...

Virgil Davies met with Lisa.

He didn’t hide his intentions, speaking plainly upon meeting Lisa, "Queen, I am here to learn more about Princess Butterfly."

Lisa looked at Virgil Davies, her imposing gaze brooking no deceit, "What Princess Butterfly?"

Virgil Davies looked at Lisa, earnestly speaking, "Queen, I hope you won’t conceal anything. I, like my mother, have loyalty to you."

Lisa looked at Virgil Davies in silence.

Could she truly trust this child raised by her side for fifteen years?

Could he really be as loyal as his mother, Mistress Jade?

He came asking about Princess Butterfly, did he know something?

Years ago, she hadn’t known Una Sutcliffe was pregnant with Muir’s child, but later on, she did—through Muir himself.

All these years, no one has found Una Sutcliffe—couldn’t she have died?

If she hadn’t died, then the child in her belly...

Lisa looked at Virgil Davies, "Have you seen something?"

Virgil Davies had already thought through his words.

He looked at Lisa and slowly said, "I overheard someone mention seeing similar twin butterfly markings on a person’s body, so..."

Lisa immediately became excited, "Where is the person?"

Realizing her overreaction, she calmly continued, "The Butterfly Clan lineage must be precise, where is the person, can they be brought here?"

Despite trying to stay calm, Lisa’s hands trembled uncontrollably.

She was terrified, afraid that Una Sutcliffe was still alive, afraid she’d birthed Muir’s child.

Virgil Davies shook his head, "My encounter with them was brief, unaware of their whereabouts, but I will send someone to find and bring them to you."

Without waiting for Lisa’s response, Virgil Davies continued, "Queen, I know a bit about the past, could the person back then have not died?"

Lisa’s face paled noticeably.

What Virgil Davies suggested was indeed her fear.

Seeing Lisa’s reaction, Virgil Davies pushed further, "Queen, I suspect that person didn’t die and might have given birth to a child, a child with the butterfly mark—a Crown Princess."

With a slap, Lisa struck the table, "What Crown Princess! Only my Ellie is Whitehill’s Crown Princess!"

Virgil Davies fell to his knees with a thud, "Queen, I have overstepped."