Forensic Imperial Concubine

Chapter 191 The Betrothal Gifts (Part Two)

"Wear them. I think they look good on you," Matthew stated or more like commanded, not giving Harper a chance to refuse. "Prime Minister Charles."

"I'm here," Charles replied.

"I came to give my fiancee the betrothal gifts. Please ask anybody irrelevant to leave." The one he was actually referring to was Carlson. Carlson had always been bold and reckless but he knew when to back down, especially when he was in front of people with more power and influence than him. He knew that if he behaved recklessly in front of Matthew, he would be beaten until he was almost dead. So even if Carlson was a little unwilling, he allowed himself to be dragged away by someone under Nicole's order.

"Please come in, Your Highness." Charles wiped the sweat off his forehead and invited Matthew in. That day was such an odd and riotous one. First, Carlson had come to make some troubles and wanted to take Harper away. And now, Matthew was here. The emperor had just issued the imperial edict last night. However, Matthew was here to give her the betrothal gifts. It seemed like Matthew couldn't wait to get married, as if he was very satisfied with the engagement.

Barry led Matthew inside, while Harper followed them slowly. She watched as Charles acted so humble in front of the prince.

"Little Harper," Matthew called out. He looked at Harper, only to find that she didn't have any reactions. She just looked down at the tips of her shoes.

"Little Harper," he called out again, a little louder this time.

me?" Confused, Harper looked up at Charles with a blank

and he looked at Matthew. Harper followed his eyes and found that Matthew's face became pale with anger. She asked with uncertainty,

if you don't like me calling you 'Little Harper, ' I can change it. What else

as an iceberg, but he called her "Little Harper." And he even offered to address her

Harper tentatively asked.

be married soon. It wouldn't feel right to call you by your full name. It wouldn't feel like we're

she suggested

of your friends call you

of that, he even made such a clumsy excuse. However, in front of Matthew, she could only keep her head down decisively. "Your Highness, you may call me whatever you like. You can call me

since she had said that he could call her as he liked, he said after thinking for a while, "Then, I will call you 'Harp, ' which

know whether to cry or to laugh. "If you like it,

you are satisfied with them. If not, you can tell me whatever you want. I'll ask Noah to handle this,"

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