Liam enjoyed his wife's red face. Actually, Liam already knew why Harriet might say that.
"Mm, you mean my father, right?" he asked.
Harriet's face became irritated. She narrowed her eyes at Liam who had been teasing her, even though he already knew why she said it.
"The one who spread the rumor was that Crown Prince, right? What does he want from you?" Liam asked then.
Harriet refused to let her brain recount the memory of Ezekiel's humiliation of her that day. So she smiled at Liam's face and shook her head.
"He wanted me to support him to become the Emperor," said Harriet, half lying and half telling the truth.
"Ah. But isn't it obvious that he will be the next Emperor?" Liam asked, remembering the discomfort he felt when he met the man.
"It should be. He was the perfect candida
