Kylie laughed dismissively. "Mom, what are you saying? How could this have anything to do with His Majesty? He's busy with state affairs. Why would he bother with something like this? And what about Lord Wright? When did I try to get him killed?"

Irvin was Meredith's father-in-law, and Kylie had no intention of making an enemy of the Wright family. Marjorie sighed deeply. "You're truly foolish. The Hell Monarch is away at war, and you're trying to arrange a secondary wife for him? People are still waiting for an explanation about why His Majesty kept Lady Carissa in the royal study after court for days and even visited her late at night. Now, this scandal breaks out. How can you expect people not to jump to conclusions?"

"They're just overthinking it and making wild guesses," Kylie replied.

Marjorie studied her daughter's dismissive expression and shook her head in disappointment.

"Forget all those details that form the bigger picture. When His Majesty frowns or speaks a single word, the court officials speculate endlessly. And it's not just at court. Within the harem, if the king gives you a certain look, wouldn't you try to figure out what it means?"

She paused, her voice growing stern as she continued, "Moreover, you've only just been released from house arrest. You should be reflecting on yourself and keeping a low profile. If something can be avoided, it should be.

"But instead, you're trying to be the center of attention, getting involved in something that offends people. Now, you've not only dragged Lady Carissa into this mess, you've also ruined the reputation of a young lady from the Xavier family. We don't know if His Majesty is aware yet, but if he finds out, do you think he'll easily forgive you?"

Listening to Marjorie's words, Kylie realized the gravity of the situation and felt a twinge of fear. However, she didn't want to show any weakness in front of her mother. Instead, she straightened her back and spoke with a sense of righteousness.

"Since you're here to speak about this matter today, I'll speak frankly. The whole point of this was to persuade Carissa to resign and leave to calm the situation regarding His Majesty's late-night visit to Hell Monarch Estate.

"But she didn't even come to the palace. She outright rejected the idea in a very rude manner. It was as if she didn't take me seriously at all. I was only thinking of His Majesty's reputation and wanted to protect him from being talked about. I don't think I did anything wrong."

Marjorie's voice turned even harsher, scolding, "You wanted Lady Carissa to resign? Do you truly believe that would resolve anything? What kind of reasoning is that?"

"If she resigns, she won't be around His Majesty as much, and such situations won't happen again," Kylie said with a dismissive wave.

Marjorie frowned. "Not being around doesn't undo what's already happened. I don't understand your reasoning."

"If she's not around, people will eventually forget about it," Kylie replied, her tone unwavering.

Marjorie pressed on, saying, "Then,

why did you deliberately try to get

the Hell Monarch to take a

secondary wife? Isn't that just making things worse? People willnoveldrama

only continue to dwell on it and it will lead to even greater trouble

Her temper flaring slightly, Kylie snapped, "How could they be thinking so much into it? This is the palace, Mom. Please mind your manners and don't lecture me here."

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Disheartened, Marjorie fell silent.

People could change, and when blinded by ambition, they often acted foolishly.

When she returned home, Marjorie relayed the situation to Malcolm, who let out a heavy sigh of relief.

"If it's not His Majesty's idea, that's good. I'll speak with Lord Wright immediately."

But after taking a few steps, he stopped and turned back with a puzzled expression on his face, asking, "Why would she do something like this?"

"She said she wanted Lady Carissa

to resign, Marjorie replied, her voice weary. She believes that once Lady Carissa resigns, people will forget about His Majesty's late-night visit to Hell Monarch Estate." Malcolm was taken aback, his face darkening with anger. "That's madness! Commander Sinclair just led the Mystic Army to victory and captured the rebel leader. She's at the height of her popularity. If she resigns now, won't people think His Majesty's late-night visit to Hell Monarch Estate was to pressure her into resigning?"

"Perhaps that's what she wants-to make people believe His Majesty forced Lady Carissa's resignation.

It's better than being misunderstood in another way," Marjorie responded.

Malcolm's expression hardened. "That would demoralize the soldiers."

It might preserve Salvador's personal virtue, but in doing so, he would dishearten the court officials, and the consequences would be far worse.