Chapter 273: Firework Display at the Ice Castle Palace!

"Waiting for the Ice and Snow Goddess to come and help you?"

Bella laughed dismissively, crossed her legs, and placed her black high heel embroidered with gold thread on the small table in front of her, venting her dissatisfaction.

You see, after Philip went in, just making up for the previous taxes was a large sum of gold coins, enough to make her heartache.

Not to mention that group of fair-weather nobles who, knowing she stood with Duke Ward and was increasingly at odds with His Majesty the King, targeted the vulnerabilities of the family's subordinate merchants crazily, as if to display loyalty to His Majesty the King.

This time, Ward didn't answer; to be honest, he wasn't sure himself.

What exactly does that Moriarty from the Death Secret Cult want to do?

Duke Ward furrowed his brows; he hated dealing with such unpredictable people the most.

But for some reason, there was a faint sense of expectation in his heart.

"Stran, are you listening to me?"