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    Lucy and Chelsea thought of the same thing at the same time, and they smiled at each other.


    “Lulu, I saw youst night, descending from the sky in a princess dress. I was stunned," Chelsea said to her after their sentimental moment, feeling genuinely happy for her.


    Lucy looked surprised and said in disbelief, "You were at the ballst night? You should havee in to see me."


    "Well, if only someone hadn''t stopped me froming in. But it''s okay. I''m here today anyway. You know, when I saw youst night, I only had one thought in my mind."


    Chelsea quickly brushed past the topic, not wanting Lucy to know too much.N?velDrama.Org content rights.


    When Lucy heard that, she could not help but ask, “What is it? Were you mesmerized by my beauty?"


    Lucy shamelessly ttered herself for a while, but Chelsea shook her head firmly.


    “No, no, no. It''s that I can finally fulfill my wish of living off my filthy rich best friend. Haha!”


    "Chelsea, that''s enough."


    Lucy said, exaggerating her dismay. She had always thought that Chelsea would be the one to get rich and support her.


    “Admit it. You were destined to take care of me. I even did my research. They said that princesses in Charleston make a lot of money every year." Chelsea finished her statement and looked at Lucy triumphantly.


    On the other hand, Lucy asked her seriously, "Really? How much? I don''t even know how much I make."


    She had thought that princesses were only worry-free in terms of food, clothing, and at most, some gifts. She did not expect princesses to have sries too.


    "Of course, you silly goose. Don''t you know? Come on, can you please use your brain? You''re a princess, for heaven''s sake."


    Chelsea said exasperatedly, wanting


    to knock some sense into her. Both of them continued their enthusiastic discussion about money, while Matthew and Hugh werepletely forgotten.


    Had these two girls forgotten that their men were also rich and fully capable of supporting them?


    "Cough cough, wifey. Last night, when the King gave you the seal, it wasn''t just about granting you a piece ofnd..."


    Matthew went up to enlighten Lucy, but he was met with a fierce re from Chelsea.


    "Mr. Leon, you seem to be a knowledgeable man, but why are you only thinking of enlightening Lucy now? Isn''t it a bit toote?"


    Chelsea''s expression toward Matthew was far from friendly as she mocked him sarcastically.


    In her eyes, if it were not for that jerk corrupting her dear Lulu, would she have kept so many things from her?


    Matthew''s expression darkened, and he was ready to fight back until Lucy frantically shot him a look.


    ''Matt, calm down. Let Chelsea vent for a bit, and it''ll be over,'' she seemingly said to him.


    Fine. Since she was his wife''s best friend, Matthew decided to keep quiet and follow his wife''s instructions.


    "Chelsea, have you had breakfast yet? Let me take you to have breakfast."


    Lucy suddenly remembered that


    they had just woken up, and Chelsea had been waiting at the pce@ate since early morning, so she must not have eaten anything yet.


    "That sounds great. I wonder how different the food in the pce will tastepared to the food we usually eat."


    Chelsea smiled and nodded, following Lucy''s lead as they walked out hand in hand.


    "To be honest, there''s not much


    difference. Although they serve


    exquisite dishes here, I still miss the


    burritos sold outside our school.


    Theyre huge and cheap, and the


    lady who sells them is really nice..."


    The two of them chatted away withughter, sessfully leaving Matthew and Hugh behind.