Chapter 1847: Please Give Me Half An Hour


    Chapter 1847: Please Give Me Half an Hour


    However, when he clearly saw who it was, the curse that was about to burst from his mouth was


    stifled, and he was momentarily stunned. He quickly paused the recorded online ss and stood


    up. "My dear brother, sister-inw, why have youe back?" "Hey, hey, we haven''t gotten married


    yet," ire said, a little taken aback by the title, approaching him with a smile, ncing around the


    study. "It''s just a matter of time, right?" Taylor walked around the desk. Rowan approached the


    desk, nced at the tablet, then looked at him with a gratified expression. "You''ve been working


    hardtely." He looked a bit haggard. The nearby notebook was half-filled with neat handwriting,


    adorned with annotations in various colored pens. "Brother, will you take me as your apprentice? I


    want to be your disciple." Taylor asked earnestly, looking at his brother, hoping for a positive


    response. Rowan replied asusual, "Get your certification first, master the theoretical knowledge, and


    then I''ll teach you the practical aspects. Settle down and don''t be too impatient." Taylor had no


    strength to argue and nodded, but fortunately, he didn''t refuse.


    Rowan looked at his bookshelf, took down a few books for him, and rmended some beginner-


    friendly professional books. "Thank you, brother!" Taylor beamed with gratitude. Now, whenever he


    called his brother, it flowed smoothly!


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    Byte afternoon, the day''s sightseeing wasing to a close, and the itinerary had been well


    organized. It was a leisurely journey, not tiring at all, rather pleasant, with receptions at each


    different pce, offering various local delicacies, almost like energy replenishment stations. For


    longer distances, they would use cars, so the Swain family was not fatigued after a day of leisurely


    touring.


    The royal family had dedicated tour guides who shared stories, legends, and local customs, helping


    Princess Annie to understand her home. Gradually, Monica began to feel a sense of familiarity.


    Although she had no memories, these ces seemed strangely familiar. Despite herck of


    recollection, she had indeed lived here.


    Algerone and Belinda also immersed themselves in the informative atmosphere, gradually


    understanding the Lu Layeka royal family and feeling the warmth of home. Bertie acted like an


    ordinary father, not letting anyone feel pressured.


    In the evening, the sumptuous banquet came to an end. Catherine took the opportunity to approach


    Monica. After holding back her words all day, she finally spoke, "Princess Annie, could you spare


    me half an hour?" She asked with a tone of negotiation, looking at her respectfully, eagerly awaiting


    her affirmative response.


    At this point, everyone was nning to return to their amodations to rest. Facing her gaze, and


    considering the past few days they had spent together, Annie nodded, "Okay, but please wait a


    moment. I need to see my parents off first." "Of course," Catherine agreed with a smile. "Go ahead."


    At this moment, Algerone and Belinda were preparing to leave. In the luxurious pce, Monica


    linked arms with Algerone and Belinda, walking between them like a child. They headed for the


    pce gates. "Dad, Mom, the queen has something to discuss with me. You two go back and rest.


    I''ll see you tomorrow." "Alright." The older generation did not feel the pain of losing a daughter. On


    the contrary, the emptiness in their hearts had been healed.