The Queen's Back

Beatrice

had spent years taking care of Bernard, and she knew that once he made a decision, it was unlikely to change. Leaving the family was just a temporary setback. She was determined that one day, she and Barbara would return. Jane glanced at the two kneeling on the floor, feeling no sense of loss. Compared to her own daughter, this adopted child never held much place in her heart. After a brief look, she turned her attention to Mona beside her. Of everyone, Mona was the most affected by this revelation. Discovering that the man she had "Mona, don't sad. don't be You still have me, your grandfather, and Maxwell. No matter what to bear seeing her unhappy. Hearing his name from Jane, Maxwell put a reassuring arm around Mo Mona's shoulders. "Mona,

called "Dad" for over twenty years wasn't her biological father was a heavy blow.

Having lost her daughter. Jane had poured all her love into her granddaughter, unable tappens, you will always be the family's eldest daughter. That will never change," Jane said, holding Mona's hand with certainty in her voice.

your grandmother is right. You still have us," he said, as if to affirm his support. The warmth of Maxwell's hand seeped through the thin fabric of her clothing, comforting her. Feeling a bit shy, Mona looked at Maxwell and nodded. "Yes, having you all is truly wonderful." These three These three those relationships for as long as she lived. Mean Meanwhile,

to her. She wanted to cherish them and and maintain prioritizing his own interests, didn't

e had always been good to her. 't dare plead on behalf of Beatrice and Barbara. He stood up and retreated to his room, tail between his legs.

With everything that had happened, Mona and Maxwell decided not to leave that night. Instead, they stayed at the Clem family home.

After the family elders left the living room, Mona sat on the sofa, sipping tea and waiting patiently. She felt a sense of relief now that some of the troublemakers had been expelled from the household. Before long, she Beatrice saw downstairs with their Seeing Mona on the sofa surprised them. Her faint smile felt like a slap in the fuses. They hadn't packed much, likely thinking they might have a chance to return. the face to both of them.

Barbara coming down rice and Barbara

"Take care. I won't be seeing you off," Mona said, setting down her teacup and looking directly at them, feeling a sense of satisfaction.

Without the protection of the Clem family, she wondered if Teddy would still find Barbara appealing.

Beatrice gripped the handle of her suitcase tightly, holding back her anger. "Mona, we'll be leaving now. Please take good care of your grandparents."

"Of course, no need to worry about that," Mona replied.

Looking at Beatrice's gentle demeanor, it was hard to believe she had sabotaged her mother's brakes. Appearances could be deceiving.

Barbara noticed how much Mona had changed since the engagement party. In the past, Mona would have pleaded on her behalf, but today she showed no sadness or sympathy. Barbara thought it must be because she had been with Mona's fiancé. She hadn't expected Mona to still be upset about that!

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As Beatrice and Barbara stepped outside the Clem family home, they paused. Having lived there for so many years, it was hard to leave without feeling a sense of loss. "We will be back," Beatrice said firmly.

Barbara nodded in agreement. "Yes, we will return."

Why should Mona be the Clem family's heiress while she was seen as a parasite? How was she any less deserving than Mona?

Maxwell emerged from the study and saw Mona on the sofa, her beauty striking as ever. Her long legs were casually crossed, and there was a hint of satisfaction in her eyes, which surprised him. Was she happy? Shouldn't she be upset about everything that had happened?

As he pondered this, Mona's gaze met his, and she gave him a gentle smile, beckoning him over.

Maxwell walked over and sat beside her. Mona looked at him with her bright, captivating eyes and asked, "Maxwell, what did Grandpa talk to you about?"

Her voice was soft, with a hint

a hint of sweetness.

Maxwell cleared his throat and replied, "Nothing much, just about the collaboration between the two companies."

Additionally, Bernard had asked Maxwell to keep an eye on Mona over the next few days, concerned that she might be upset after learning about the recent events. However, there was no need to share this with Mona. "Oh, by the way, can you stay here at the Clem family home with me tonight and not work?" Mona asked. After all, Maxwell had spent the previous night in the study and only returned to the bedroom when it was time to sleep. Maxwell looked into Mona's eyes and replied earnestly, "Don't worry about that. I've already arranged for my assistant to send over everything I need." Meeting Maxwell's amber gaze, Mona felt a bit shy and looked away, saying, "That's good to Ito hear. Even though she had seen Maxwell many times, she still found herself

When Jane and Bernard emerged from their room, they saw the two of getting bashful whenever she was close to him.

exchanging glances, and Jane couldn't help but smile.

It seemed that Mona's new husband was squite catch, and at least he genuinely cared for her.

Dinner that evening was not diminished by Beatrice and Barbara's departure; in fact, a few extra dishes were added.

At the table, only Albert seemed unhappy, while the others pretended not to notice.

That night, Maxwell followed Mona to her bedroom, which was fully equipped with everything one might need.

This was Maxwell's second time entering the room, and he still felt his heart race a bit.

Mona pointed to the desk and said, "I'm going to take a shower. You can work at the desk while you wait. I won't be long."Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

Maxwell nodded and walked over to the desk, taking a seat.

The desk was neatly organized, with several design books on it. One book had visible creases, indicating that Mona had flipped through it many times. Out of respect, Maxwell didn't open the book but moved it slightly to the side. In doing so, he noticed something tucked inside.