Zahidra’s gaze, carefully observing the club members as they cast their votes, drifted toward the intertwined hands of Yulian and Rebecca.
Yulian’s ears had turned bright red, and he couldn’t even meet Rebecca’s eyes.
A smile tugged at Zahidra’s lips when he noticed.
‘Looks like it’s not just a simple contractual marriage after all.’
There was no doubt that Rebecca was the one who had led Yulian this far.
Zahidra narrowed his eyes at Rebecca’s back as she playfully poked Yulian in the side.
She was far too valuable a talent to be wasted as merely a duke’s wife.
If only she could have become his own child—or at the very least, the crown princess—Zahidra thought with regret, smacking his lips.
“Your Majesty, the results are in.”
Aside from one abstention, the vote was effectively unanimous.
It was obvious who had cast the invalid vote.
Theresa.
She still stood with…
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