Bk3: Ch– 112 Defame(pt-1)

Isabella leaned back on the sofa back, resting her shoulders. Even though it was for the noble families, she felt overwhelmed by the ladies at the table. They were a lot more excited from the past, especially that mother-daughter duo. Isabella frowned that the mother and daughter duo had tried to mess up her party again. She has considered calling them to the hall separately and warning them of their bad attitude.

‘To even dare to hurt the Princess like that. I should just put them in a dungeon or something.’ Isabella pouted as she put her legs on the small tool before her to rest.

The high heels made her feet sore.

“Maria, can you get me a glass of water?” Maria bowed and left.

Isabella closed her eyes and leaned back again.

“Those parties are hard, aren’t they?” A voice asked her.

Isabella nodded, her eyes still closed. “Yes, it is hard; those ladies try to push their ideologies around so much.”