Tyler turned around with his hands on his hips, not looking at her, hoping she would be sensible enough to leave on her own.


    Jolie took a few steps forward and stood beside him, treating him like a child.


    Although her tone was cold and solemn, it had softened a bit. “Please manage your emotions, Prince. You are the heir to the throne and must mature. The Queen has high expectations of you.”


    “Who wants to inherit the throne?!” Tyler suddenly turned his gaze and felt a surge of anger inside him. He vented towards her, “My father has already kicked me out! It will be difficult for me to even see him in the future! Inherit the throne? What a joke!”


    Jolie looked at him and reminded him, “That’s why you have to behave well and improve your image in the King’s eyes.”N?velDrama.Org owns this text.


    Tyler felt wronged. He also wanted to be a good son, but his father’s temper was too strange!


    Jolie stared at him without blinking, still serious and not smiling. She said to him, “Mr. Marsh will being to give you a giftter. As the Prince, you represent the Queen, and she specifically asked me to remind you.”


    Her meaning was clear: he needed to know what to do, and he wasn’t a child anymore.


    Then Jolie looked at the servants who were tidying up the mess on the side, and her tone became more severe. “Hurry up!”


    “Yes, Captain!” They didn’t dare to take a breath and quickly started tidying up.


    Then Jolie looked around and saw that several of the paintings on the wall had been damaged by him.


    She sighed inwardly and patiently looked back at the boy in front of her. “Prince, please step outside. I think it’s better to greet the guests outside.”


    They should be arriving soon. They said they woulde here first.


    Tyler was overwhelmed by Jolie’s presence. Since she was sent by his mother, she represented his mother.


    So he averted his gaze and irritably stepped out.


    Jolie followed him like a monitor and said, “Please tidy up your clothes, Prince, and also tidy up your mood.”


    Tyler’s mood was really terrible. He didn’tck anything, so what could he possibly receive as a gift?


    In Prince Louis’s pce courtyard, the servants were trimming the nts and flowers, all taught by Prince Louis himself.


    Ivan, Catherine, and nearly ten others arrived at Prince Louis’s pce gate in a grand manner. The guards respectfully saluted, “Greetings, Queen!”


    “This is Mr. Marsh who hase from afar. He is a distinguished guest of our royal family. Please inform Prince Louis that Mr. Marsh hase to deliver a gift.” The Queen spoke.


    “Hello, Mr. Marsh.” They greeted him.


    “Yes!” The guard quickly ascended the stairs.


    The servants hurriedly invited everyone to take their seats, made tea, and prepared refreshments, not daring to be the slightest bit negligent.


    It was Catherine’s first timeing here. Even though she had returned to the royal family for so long, she hadn’t formally met him yet.


    Rowan’s pce was spacious, almost preserved in its original form from thest century. He always respected the remnants of history, which was a rare sentiment.


    In a short while, Rowan appeared at the corner of the staircase.


    He was like a humble gentleman, with a calm expression and watery eyes, walking down the steps.


    Ivan’s gaze fell on his face for a few seconds and noticed the visible exhaustion.


    “Hello, Prince Louis!”


    When Rowan stepped down thest step, all the servants greeted him in unison.


    Rowan and Catherine locked eyes and saw therge object carried by two men, covered in a red cloth.


    He approached everyone and spoke calmly, “Greetings, Queen.” It was a sign of respect to his father, and he also thanked her for sincerely apanying his father all these years.


    This made Catherine gain face in front of Ivan.


    “Hello, Prince,” Ivan said lightly.


    “Hello, Mr. Marsh,” Rowan greeted him as well.