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The Commander’s Useless Wife Is Actually a Hidden Boss!

Chapter 264: 264 Foreign Minister Murphy

Author: GlanceView
updatedAt: 2025-07-07

Chapter 264: Chapter 264 Foreign Minister Murphy

That day, Lance had stayed in Celia’s room for a long time. Only the servant, Armand, stood guard outside until dusk when Lance finally left.

No sooner had Lance left than rumors about the two began to circulate within the noble circles of the Capital Star.

After all, one had been a reading companion to Princess Freya, and the other was the fiancé arranged in a marriage alliance with the Guardian Duke and the Royal Family.

With their past connections, the rumors were not surprising at all.

Moreover, Miss Celia, in order to spend time with Young Master Lance, did not even personally visit Princess Therese who had come to see her. This further fueled the rumors of discord between Miss Celia and Princess Therese.

What left the noble circle even more stunned was that Princess Therese did not meet Mr. Mervin when she visited him.

This was getting too interesting.

Celia and Mervin had, figuratively speaking, thrown Princess Therese’s dignity to the ground and trampled it mercilessly.

Some even speculated whether this had been prearranged between the two.

Others thought it was because the new student competition was about to begin, and Elbert’s Royal Starship Academy were competitors, so perhaps that was the reason… but this speculation was immediately dismissed.

Would members of two of the oldest and most distinguished families really drag school rivalries into their social and political dealings?

No one was naïve enough to think Princess Therese’s hospital visit was due to a friendly relationship.

Every action of the Royal Family was connected to politics.

However, regardless of the reasons, this day was decidedly Princess Therese’s most humiliating, almost shattering the reputation she had carefully built over ten years.

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Artificial Sea, Red Maple Golden Dew Palace

Accompanied by a grand entourage, Princess Therese grandly returned to her palace. As soon as she entered the garden, she saw a tall and imposing figure standing with his back to her.

Instantly, bearing the day’s humiliations, Therese’s eyes reddened.

The man turned around, revealing a handsome and refined face. He smiled warmly at Therese and, placing his right hand over his heart, he bowed, “I greet Your Highness.”

“Murphy, you’ve returned.”

The man before her was none other than Murphy, the Galaxy Empire’s Foreign Minister, and one of the key figures in Therese’s faction, known for his deep strategies and high competence.

He had single-handedly crafted the favorable situation for Therese before, even surpassing Hughes who had more advantages.

As Foreign Minister, Murphy naturally had to deal with various interstellar affairs.

This time the disputes at the Laniakea Battlefield between the Galaxy Empire and the Free Federation were his responsibility to negotiate.

Murphy had arrived at the Laniakea Battlefield earlier than the Eighth Fleet, hoping to resolve the dispute through negotiations, but the outcome was known by all citizens of the empire.

It was the Eighth Fleet that intervened, restoring peace through military force.

They crushed the Free Federation, intimidated them, and thus they were then willing to sit down for talks.

“How… how could you be back so soon?” Therese asked incredulously.

“Thanks to Major General Fu Xing. He returned quickly, and I followed the Eighth Fleet back.”

Murphy’s smile remained warm, his demeanor refined and springlike.

Upon hearing this, Therese’s expression immediately changed.

“Hmph! It must be for that lowborn Lin Fu. I never thought that the cold and ruthless Major General Fu Xing could have his affections stirred.”

Murphy frowned upon hearing this, truly unable to comprehend how the naive and kind little princess had turned into the person before him.

He had initially not believed the rumors, but now he was forced to acknowledge them.

“Your Highness,” Murphy’s expression suddenly turned stern.

“Where is your poise? A lady should not readily speak disdainfully of ‘lowborns’. You disappoint me greatly.”

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