Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire
Chapter 1623

Chapter 1623 Go Back If You Want To Act Crazy

"Celeste!" Nancy looked at Celeste coldly. "Go back if you want to act like a crazy woman. This place isn't for you to do whatever you want."

At that very moment, Celeste was so overwhelmed with hatred that she stared daggers at her before turning around to storm out.

Nancy felt so furious her chest hurt upon seeing that expression of hers.

But thinking of how Celeste had lived like a widow for many years left her feeling a pang of guilt that she eventually suppressed the fury raging in her. "Your Majesty, what should we do now?" Monisha looked at Nancy worriedly. "That person knows you're the one behind it. If you get ratted out..."

The latter shot Monisha a glance, then walked toward the windows and stared outside intently.

The fact that Arielle is alive means they've already caught those people I've sent over. There are only two possibilities for there to be no news for so long. Either that person hasn't revealed the mastermind behind him, or Arielle has other plans in mind. No matter which it is, I can't let my guard down. But of course, the critical thing now is to resolve the internet matter first.

At the thought of how the opposite party could replace out what she was doing and saying at all times, she could not contain her anger and displeasure.

Meanwhile, Celeste intended to look for Dylan after returning to her palace. She wanted to divorce him, but before she could, Miranda stopped her.

"Your Majesty, aren't you giving in to that illegitimate child if you get a divorce at this point?" Celeste did not understand what Miranda was trying to say. Why does my divorce mean that I'm giving in to Arielle? Noticing that pair of befuddled eyes, Miranda quickly added, "If you get a divorce now, Prince Aaron will be the one to suffer. His Majesty already doesn't have a good impression of him; if you get a divorce, aren't you just granting His Majesty's wish?"

Granting Dylan's wish? Celeste's eyes were full of puzzlement. What does she mean?

"I'm afraid Arielle's mother will take your position after your divorce and bear another son for His Majesty. If that happens, Prince Aaron's position will be at stake."

Celeste was stumped. That's right; how can I get a divorce and ruin my son's future just because I'm not living blissfully? I mustn't divorce him. I must hold onto my position as the Queen of Turlen. Only that way can my son succeed to the throne and become the king in due course.

"Miranda, it's good you reminded me in time. Otherwise, I'd have put Aaron's position at risk," Celeste expressed while looking at Miranda sincerely.

Miranda shook her head lightly. In truth, her suggestion was not only for Celeste and Aaron but also for herself and her family. After all, she had raised Aaron and watched him grow up. His entitlement to the throne would surely do her family good.

"Your Majesty, do you think Her Majesty the Queen will replace fault with His Majesty after she returns?" Monisha could not help but feel worried when she thought of how Celeste left in a huff. Nancy shook her head. "If she's smart enough, she won't do that."

Once she finished speaking, she sat back down on the couch. She had one hand propped against her head and the other rubbing her temples. Catching a glimpse of that, Monisha went up behind her and helped give her a massage. About half an hour later, just after she closed her eyes for a rest, the secretary came in and called her in a low voice.

At that, she narrowed her eyes as she looked in his direction.

"Your Majesty, we've received a call from that person, asking us to be prepared as someone will send over the stuff within the next few days." The secretary glanced at her and put forth his purpose of coming.

As she did not expect that the parcel would arrive so soon, Nancy was a little shocked at first. But other than being shocked, she was even more surprised about it. Well, Lady Luck is indeed on my side! Waving her hand to dismiss her secretary, she pulled out her phone and dialed a number.