From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

Chapter 1447: 659 Loyalty_4 Chapter 1447: 659 Loyalty_4 The hidden intention to kill lurked in the shadows.

Prince Brooklyn still maintained his calm, even the curve of the smile on his lips was flawless.

“Bartholomew, do you intend to kill me?”

“Don’t call me Bartholomew.” Aubree Groove said coldly.

“I understand, you’re the kindest person in the world, your blade never stained with fresh blood.”

When the man looked at her with his pitch-black eyes, a passionate undercurrent surged within them.

The tip of the blade advanced an inch, piercing the delicate skin, and a bead of blood oozed out.

“Don’t think you understand me, you should know, I’ve killed more people than the salt you’ve eaten.”

“Really?” The man didn’t care, “You’re really adorable.”

Randa’s gaze grew increasingly nasty towards Prince Brooklyn.

Aubree Groove knew that arguing with him would not change his stance, nor could she actually kill Prince Brooklyn.

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Having nothing good to say to the shameless man, Aubree Groove put away the dagger.

“Power struggles are inevitable, but scheming can either be done upright or surreptitiously.

The vulgar tactics of the Queen are due to her despicable character.

If you retaliate in the same manner, what’s the difference?

Using countless sacrifices to claim a position, can you truly feel secure?”

Aubree Groove coldly stared at him: “You’re just enjoying the pleasure of controlling others at your whim.

If so, I will indulge you.”

Prince Brooklyn finally frowned, “You…”

Barely able to utter a word, his body swayed unsteadily.

The Silver Armor Guards in the shadows did not emerge.

Prince Brooklyn chuckled and shook his head: “I can’t believe I’ve fallen at the hands…..

of a youngster for the first time.”

“You were too confident, Prince.

Enjoy it while it lasts.”

Aubree Groove tossed him onto the bed and knelt to untie Nancy’s hands: “Miss Nancy, isn’t this what you’ve been dreaming of?”

Nancy’s eyes lit up.

Aubree Groove leapt out from the back window with Randa.

Just as Aubree Groove left, Nancy could not contain her excitement and threw herself onto Brooklyn.

However, in the next moment, Nancy was kicked onto the ground.

Ignoring the pain in her rear, Nancy looked up in disbelief to see the ‘exhausted’ man leisurely rise from the bed, dusting off his robe.

This was the spot she had barely missed.

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“Your Highness, Prince…” Nancy realized something was amiss, her body trembling.

“Your Highness.” Two Silver Armor Guards descended from above, bowing respectfully.

“You’ve performed well.” Brooklyn smiled.

The two guards bowed their heads: “It’s our duty.”

Brooklyn slowly stood up and walked over to Nancy, shaking his head in disappointment: “Tell me, what did the Queen promise you?”

Nancy’s face turned pale, she shook her head desperately: “I don’t understand what you mean, Your Highness.”

“Talking with foolish people is troublesome.” Prince Brooklyn didn’t bother to deal with her anymore, and asked his subordinates: “Where is Prince Jonathan?”

Thinking of something, Brooklyn chuckled and waved his hand: “Forget it.

If she dislikes conspiracies, let’s stick with honest strategies instead.”

The Queen was anxiously awaiting news.

As soon as Randa was dead, she would pin this murder onto Brooklyn.

General Buhl had hidden with his troops in the palace.

With a single order from her, Buhl would lead the troops into the king’s chamber, pressuring him to hand over the throne to Jonathan.

Once done, she would issue an arrest warrant in the name of the King, catching the murderer, Brooklyn.

As for the Holy Master, she had arranged for poison to be added to their food and drink.

With insiders working for her at both ends, neither Brooklyn nor the Holy Master could escape.

At that moment, the palace guard rushed in, panting: “Queen, it’s bad, Prince Brooklyn has led an attack into the palace.”

The Queen was taken aback, incredulous: “What did you say?”

The next moment, Prince Brooklyn entered, his white robes pristine in the clear moonlight.

The Queen, shocked and furious, threw a glass cup at his feet, “Brooklyn, how dare you lead a military revolt?”

Brooklyn shook his head: “I really didn’t want it to come to this, but Your Highness, you were too impatient.

If such a day is inevitable, why not face it now.”

The Queen started to panic, screaming wildly: “Guards, guards!”

“Your Highness, are you waiting for General Buhl?

Unfortunately, he will never come again.”

Brooklyn waved, ordering his subordinates to bring a box forward and open it in front of the Queen.

When she saw what was inside, the Queen’s beautifully made-up face instantly turned pale.

Her eyes, wide with terror, were full of fear.