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Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Chapter 820
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“Well…” Alexander shrugged. “I have not, but from what Neil says, she’s a talented and gorgeous fairy!”

Cordelia chuckled, amused.

Neil did not like Victoria but liked hanging out with the mild-mannered Alexander. They were similar in age and had

spent time together since pre-school, only parting when they went to high school.

Despite that, the geographical distance had not set their hearts apart. No matter what they ran into, they shared it

with each other.

Just like this time, Neil had told him about Aurelia’s story, and the girl’s temporary residence permit was all thanks

to Alexander’s help.

“I think your cousin’s fallen hard this time!” Alexander chuckled. “Aurelia’s working for that tailor, and he makes

several daily trips there. The owner thinks the demolishment is actually happening!”

“Is Aurelia doing well?” Cordelia had not seen the girl for some time and missed her.

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“Don’t worry. I’m sure she’s doing good with Neil looking out for her.”

Cordelia felt the embroidery and beads on the dress and exclaimed, “I like this dress. She’s so thoughtful!”

Alexander checked the time and noted that he should take her along to meet the queen.

Both of them headed for the internal palace.

The meeting had just started, and royal family members and nobles could be seen making their way to the hall—

except Allegra.

Cordelia could not help recalling the scene in the washroom where Allegra was soaked because of her. To be

honest, Allegra was a little pitiful, but those who were pitiful must have a cause for sinking to their lows.

The resilience in Cordelia’s character prevented her from being mindlessly sympathetic.

Thinking of this, she looked at Alexander curiously and could not help asking, despite trying to hold herself back,

“It’s all women who attend today’s event, right? Why are you here?”

Alexander paused his steps. Well… how was he supposed to answer her?

He wore an embarrassed smile and gave it a thought before replying, “I looked very much like a girl when I was

young. Sometimes, when I went out with Victoria, people mistook us as sisters… It’s said that this got to my uncle

and aunt, and both thought it was a funny joke. They were very happy, so my aunt gave me special permission to

have free access to the internal palace for the Floria Festival event.”

“Uh… that’s great.” Cordelia cracked a smile. “You’re the leaf among the flowers today!”

“There’s nothing bad about it!” Alexander spoke earnestly. “I quite like hanging out with girls!”

Cordelia said nothing.

“A classic philosopher wrote that women are made with water and men are made with soil.” Alexander flashed her

a smile. “I agree with it very much!

“Like you, or girls like Aurelia, you’re clean and pretty. Hanging out with girls like you makes me feel safe.”

Cordelia grinned and blurted, “You see girls as friends? You wouldn’t like boys then, would you?”

Alexander froze. There was a change in his expression.

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Realizing that she had misspoken, Cordelia quickly apologized. “Your Highness, I’m sorry. I don’t mean it like that…”

“It’s fine.” Alexander was not angry. Instead, he looked at her with a smile. “Let’s hurry and go in. Don’t make the

queen wait.”

Cordelia stayed behind him and knocked her head in regret.

The Southeast Aciatic royal family had always been on good terms with the Irwins. The queen liked Cordelia when

they met and let her take a special seat.

The cutlery of others was regular silverware, but Cordelia used gold ones like the royal family members.

Victoria promptly recognized the queen’s special treatment toward Cordelia, and jealousy burned her.

The queen said with a smile, “Cordelia, you look great in your outfit. The embroidery looks even better than the

palace’s embroidery artists’. It also doesn’t look as boring as the traditional patterns… Is it Mrs. Irwin’s work? I

remember she’s excellent at handiwork!”

“Aunt, it isn’t by Mrs. Irwin!” Victoria fought to answer first before Cordelia replied.

Cordelia’s hands holding the cutlery halted, and she looked up to meet the princess’ challenging gaze.

“I know who made it!” Victoria purposely looked at her and said, “Her name’s Aurelia Chilton, right?”