Chapter 20

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She was widely known in some social circles. First of all, because of vild temper and beautiful red hair.

In particular, I could not forget her face because one day I ran into her in the reception hall. And this was even before I became an empress.

"There hasn't been an official announcement yet, and you might be mistaken for the new empress while hanging around His Majesty. You should go, hanging around your father."

She came up and insulted me at a banquet dedicated to the success of the revolution, so how could I easily forget her?

This attack was not provoked by anything, except perhaps... maybe she herself looked after Raymond?

And when was announced that Raymond and I would get married, she disappeared from sight, allegedly going to study abroad...

And today it was she who blocked my carriage.

I tried not to show any emotion.

"My God, who is this if not Her Majesty the Empress?"

Clementine walked over and spoke with feigned surprise, like a comedy actor.

Clementine clapped her hands and opened her red lips, as if she was now recovering.

"Oh ... sorry generously, you are no longer Her Majesty the Empress. I completely forgot about the divorce. My fault."

She blocked my carriage on purpose.

After looking at the carriage door, you could immediately understand what kind of family I was.

The carriage was clearly engraved with the emblem of the Duke Croft.

I sighed as I watched those red eyes full of sarcasm staring at me.

A lot of extra eyes were looking at me from the salon too, so I wanted to return to the mansion as quietly as possible.

Of course, I didn't want to just give up the fight that was just imposed on me.

"There is so much news going around in our world that you can let anything out of your head, Clementine."

Her face twitched as if she remembered the warning given to her at that banquet.

"Could you let my carriage pass?"

She looked at the carriage, smiled and said:

"Oh yeah. Of course. In fact, I thought that Duke himself was in the carriage."

"What do you want to say?"

"No, nothing... But in general, there is something. It was only in the morning that the divorce was announced, and who would have thought that by lunchtime this lady would already be in the mood to wander around the salons."

Clementine looked at me and spoke as if she was sorry for me.

"It hasn't been long since you were kicked out of the Imperial Palace."

"I'll kick you out myself..."

Helen raised her voice as if she could no longer tolerate Clementine's words and actions.

I grabbed Helen's wrist.

"Stop it."

Helen covered her mouth with a red face. I put on a polite smile again and looked firmly at Clementine.

"It was rude."

"It... I guess, but it was fair."

Clementine covered her face with a fan. However, it was easy to guess that now she smiled maliciously.

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