They smiled harmoniously and complimented each other, "We are forever good siblings, good children of our father..."
"..."
This retort left Vermes Marley, no matter how smooth, worldly, or seasoned, speechless.
He could only wave the long sleeves symbolizing his authority, "Everyone, follow me back!"
"Alright, father."
Bertha Marley wasn't afraid of his anger, shamelessly clinging to his arm, humming a tune, feeling quite at ease.
A group of people followed behind them, muttering softly, as they moved towards the majestic, snow-covered royal palace.
Henry Cooper walked at the back, looking back at the tracks left by the departing carriage, a flame of anger hidden in his heart:
Just now, the treacherous Julian Johnsons betrayed him!
He actually revealed himself, letting Vermes Marley discover the person in the carriage was Julian Johnsons!
If Bertha Marley hadn't helped to cover up, today's efforts would have been all for naught!
