Super Wife’s Three Babies novel Chapter 1415

Chapter 1415 A Royal Summons

Moreover, with Doreen’s current condition, she might still be able to shield her health issues from the public eye for a time, but internally, it was no longer a secret she could conceal.

When Eugene and Olivia stepped out of the room, the noise from outside caught their attention.

Following the sound, they saw River and Shannon.

Shannon’s hands were held by River in a strange position, and she had a firm grip on his wrists too.

Shannon was both embarrassed and annoyed. “You jerk, River. Let go of me, or I’ll bite you!”

River’s grip remained firm, and he was stuck between not letting go and not moving. His expression turned awkward as he explained, “I-I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to.”

Shannon struggled once more. “Let go!”

Seeing that he didn’t seem to have any intention of releasing her, she abruptly lowered her head and bit his hand.

River winced in pain. “Alright, fine, I’ll let go. Let’s not fight, okay?”

After saying that, he slowly released her, but a small set of teeth marks were left on the back of his hand.

Despite the situation, he didn’t seem angered. Instead, he sported a slight flush, and his gaze at Shannon held a momentary hint of bewilderment.

Shannon shot him an annoyed glare. “Just you wait! I won’t be that careless next time.”

A smile tugged at Olivia’s lips as she exchanged a knowing look with Eugene. The two seemed to be sparring with each other.

However, regardless of how one interpreted it, they seemed to be playfully teasing each other.

Eugene spoke up. “Shannon.”

As if suddenly realizing their presence by the door, Shannon quickly recomposed herself and hurried over in a few brisk steps. “Mr. Nolan.”

“The Queen wants to meet us. Remember the task I entrusted to you.”

Shannon lowered her head slightly. “Rest assured, Mr. Nolan.”

Moreover, the layout of items in the palace’s eastern and western wings bore a resemblance to the arrangement of an ancient imperial court. Right in the center was Queen Alice’s throne, symbolizing her supreme authority.

What set it apart from ancient times was how the courtiers were seated on both sides. It was less of a palace and more of a grand assembly hall.

Olivia’s gaze was inevitably drawn to the woman seated on the throne. She was clad in a yellow gown with gilded edges, a crown signifying her queenship gracing her head. Her expression was composed, her eyes sharp, and her whole demeanor exuded an innate nobility and rigor.

She had changed. She was no longer the naive and innocent girl she had once been. Both her face and gaze had matured excessively.

As they made their entrance, everyone’s gaze fell upon them.

Although certain glances carried a hint of smugness, while others radiated disdain or a touch of malicious glee, none dared to whisper behind their hands.

Olivia raised an eyebrow in secret amusement. It seemed that Alice was not as weak and vulnerable as they had assumed. At the very least, she displayed a respectful attitude toward her.

Albert led them to the front and bowed respectfully. “Your Majesty, as requested, I’ve brought the genius doctor. This is Miss Maxwell, the miraculous healer who treated General Bleu, and alongside her is Mr. Nolan, Miss Maxwell’s husband.”