Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities novel (Jennifer and Ivan)
Chapter 1570 The Novel Wrote About The Palace

Chapter 1570 The novel wrote about the palace

"Your Majesty, is it possible that all of this is Eden's trickery?" A cold light flashed in Julie's eyes, she had suspected this for a long time.

When her confidante asked this question, Katharine immediately started thinking.

Eden?

"He is Louis' uncle, he must have seen the king's health deteriorating day by day, and didn't want the throne to fall into our hands, so he found Louis and brought him back to inherit the throne." Julie was increasingly certain.

"Oh really, is he that high and mighty? He had to be tied up to inherit the throne? Julie, don't overlook human nature." Katharine didn't believe Louis was so indifferent to fame and fortune.

"Your Majesty, we are very passive now, we can't let our guard down. Prince Taylor should also be more careful in everything he does."

But Katharine just sneered and said fiercely, "They randomly grabbed a man and claimed he is Prince Louis? Who would believe that? Would the other royals accept it? The thousands of people? But Taylor is the king's son, this is an indisputable fact!"

Julie's face was grim and cold, she fell silent.

"In short, I won't let anyone get this position except my son!!" The queen spoke firmly, a sharp light flashed in her eyes, and she asked, "Where's Taylor?"

"He left the palace, just now." Julie reported truthfully.

"Why did he go out again?!"

"Unclear."

Katharine's eyes changed slightly, and she ordered coldly, "When he gets back, keep an eye on him! From now on, no leaving the palace without my permission. I'm worried there will be a coup, we can't let ou guard down."

"Yes." Julie also knew this was for the prince's safety. "Don't worry, I'll watch over him."

The mystery and luxury of the royal family attracted countless people with strong voyeuristic desires, but no one dared get close, as if it was unreachable.

In the luxuriously decorated coffee shop, the 400 square meter space was very stylish in every detail.

Claire sat by the window, she wrote 4, 000 words at top speed to update.

When she got to a certain plot, she described the royal palace she had seen, writing about a supporting couple's wedding held in the castle.

Then she quickly scanned for typos, and updated today's section.

The novel couldn't be discontinued, that was her mission, and also her extreme love for writing.

Although she had money in her card, her royalty income was considerable too, she couldn't live off others, this might be a protracted war.

She described the palace she had just seen in the novel, coincidentally writing about a wedding, if Rowan saw her update and these familiar building descriptions, he might know she had come. After the update, she stared anxiously at the comments, hoping for Rowan to comment.

But an hour passed, two hours passed, and he remained offline.

Of course, he had no time to read novels, his phone couldn't even be reached.

What was he doing? Was he okay?

Claire felt very anxious and worried, but could only sigh softly, her mind a bit chaotic.

When she was packing up to go out, she accidentally bumped into a man coming in through the door who was also not watching his way.

Both were walking fast and bumped hard into each other!

"Sorry, sorry!" Claire had one hand over her aching forehead and the other clutching her bag. She quickly apologized to him.

The man just looked at her calmly, didn't say anything, then strode in, while Claire went out the door.

The collision completely shook her back to her senses.

She had to replace a hotel nearby first, then carefully plan what progress to make tomorrow.