The Bigshot Married Himself to the Heiress-Chapter 688 - 729: Preventing the Princess Consort from Returning to the Palace
The European-style kitchen was equipped with various utensils and was spotlessly cleaned.
This was the small kitchen of the Desmond family, where the meals for Adrian and others were usually prepared.
Located on the sixth floor, one could see the azure sea outside, and cooking here with the sea breeze blowing in was truly enjoyable.
Since it was not yet mealtime, there were not many people in the kitchen. When Paige returned to continue making her half-finished cake, she found her work had been destroyed.
"Dylan, there are eggshells in it, what should I do?"
"Take them out!"
"There are too many eggshells, let’s just throw it away..." Curly poured the eggs in the glass container into the trash can.
Standing on a small stool, she grabbed another egg and smashed it hard on the table, breaking it. Miss Curly then threw it directly into the trash can.
"What on earth are you two doing?" Paige said, unable to hold back her anger.
"Auntie, Dylan and I were making a cake!"
Curly’s face was covered in flour, her innocent smile made Paige’s anger subside.
"You’re not making a cake, you’re wasting ingredients. Look, the amount you’ve wasted could’ve made another small cake."
Curly shrugged her shoulders and said seriously, "In order to make a good cake, some waste is inevitable."
Paige put on an apron and saw that Curly’s red skirt was dirty. She just let it go, figuring Curly could change into a new one later.
"Come on, let me teach you how to crack eggs..."
Paige put a whole egg in Curly’s hand, held her little hand, and lightly tapped it on the marble countertop. The egg cracked.
"Do you see that crack? Use both hands to gently pry it open, then pour the egg into the bowl. Yes, like this. Got it?"
"Wow, no eggshells, Auntie is amazing! Auntie is awesome!"
Paige patted her head and gently smiled, "There are five eggs to crack, you can do it."
"Mhm."
Curly was seriously cracking the eggs, while Dylan was kneading the dough. Paige looked at her son with a bittersweet expression and gently touched his head.
"Mom, don’t be sad. Dylan will always be with you," Dylan said sensibly.
Paige’s eyes reddened. "Dylan, you won’t regret it, will you?"
After all, so many people wanted to be Prince of Abyanabad. Becoming a prince meant future wealth and glory. He was still a child; maybe he didn’t understand the allure of wealth and glory yet.
"I don’t want to live in the Imperial Palace. I’m very happy here. Mom is happy here too, let’s just continue living here.
Uncle will take care of us, and when I grow up, I will take care of Mom."
"Dylan, my Dylan." Paige burst into tears.
"Why are you crying?" Curly used her flour-covered hand to wipe Paige’s tears. "Auntie, don’t cry. Did anyone bully you? Curly will avenge you."
Paige hugged the two children, tears in her smile. "No, I was just peeling onions earlier and my eyes were irritated."
Curly eyed her suspiciously, "Auntie, you’re lying!"
"Alright, let’s start making the cake now!"
"Curly, what flavour of cake do you like?" Originally, Paige planned to make a chocolate-flavored cake, but since Curly was there, she decided to make Curly’s favorite flavour.
"Cake, I like all."
Dylan knew his mother liked chocolate, so he said, "How about chocolate-flavored? Both Curly and I love it."
"Okay..."
「At the Shariff Royal Palace,」
The grand auditorium hosting the engagement ceremony was attended by various Guards of Honor and dignitaries from other countries.
Although it was just an engagement ceremony, the scene was much more luxurious than the wedding of Kiya and Paige.
After all, today, Kiya was marrying the Princess of Pelindi.
The extravagance of the engagement ceremony was evident. Kiya and the Princess were adorned with so many jewels and diamonds that any single piece was likely beyond the reach of an ordinary person, even if they worked for three lifetimes.
Brides usually held a bouquet of flowers, but the Princess held a bouquet of gemstones instead.
"My prince, smile a little, don’t be so gloomy, today is your wedding," the Queen Mother looked at Kiya and spoke with dignity.
"I understand, Mother."
Sitting beside the Queen Mother, the Sultan observed his only son with a serious expression and asked, "Can your Princess Consort not attend the engagement ceremony today?"
"Yes."
"All the political figures from other countries will be attending today, and yet your Princess Consort does not participate in the engagement ceremony. How will the outside world view this?"
"..."
"Kiya, this Princess Consort you married is too willful!" the Sultan criticized.
Kiya hadn’t seen Paige for a long time. She wouldn’t answer his calls or reply to his messages. He had sent people to watch the Desmond Family’s home, but they never saw Paige.
He didn’t want to be engaged to the Princess of Pelindi at all. He wanted to see Paige and Dylan.
The Queen Mother had already calculated everything. "Later, if anyone asks about the Princess Consort, just say she is seriously ill. If she wants a divorce, then we will announce her death. No one will suspect."
"Mother, the Princess Consort is Dylan’s birth mother, how can you say such things?"
The Queen Mother was furious. "Did I say anything wrong? What do you suggest we do then? She has been gone for two months. Do you really think she’ll come back?"
"..."
"If she never comes back, what will you do? When others ask, will you just tell the truth and say that your Princess Consort ran away?" The Queen Mother’s voice was sharp and harsh.
"..."
"What kind of expression is that? Kiya, are you resenting me? Do you resent me for driving away your Princess Consort? Do you expect me to grovel, apologize to your Princess Consort, and beg her to return?"
Her son’s distant gaze pierced the Queen Mother’s heart. She only had one son. With the Sultan having so many wives, the Queen Mother spent more time with her son than with her husband.
Her son was her life, her future, her hope. She would never allow that disgraceful woman, Paige, to ruin him!
"Mother, I will be engaged to Gulit. Please keep your promise!"
Kiya bowed to his parents and left.
The Queen Mother watched her son’s retreating figure and laughed eerily. She could lose her husband, but she could never lose her son! Paige, she wanted to leave the Imperial Palace? Then let her never return. This is the Imperial Palace of Abyanabad; did she really think that anyone could come and go as they pleased? Once you leave, never come back.
"Will the Princess Consort not come back?" the Sultan asked.
"Weren’t you also against Kiya marrying her in the first place? If she doesn’t want to come back, so be it. Will our Kiya lack a Princess Consort?" The Queen Mother had other plans and did not take Paige’s departure seriously.
"Kiya is our only son. Do things cleanly and don’t let Kiya lose heart."
