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Bertha’s POV
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It was hell watching the family get ready for Angeline’s Presentation. The b***h wasn’t even their biological daughter. Those ungrateful shits for kids didn’t know what was about to come their way.
“Ange, I can’t wait to see you in the Presentation gown!” Genni had the voice of a dying cat.
I had been dreading this night for eighteen years. It was painful because it took me back twenty-seven years ago when I read that fateful article about King Alexander and Queen Liliana.
At the time, they were only a Prince and a Princess. Their relationship was speculation. Or so I wanted to believe. As soon as I read the article and saw my Mr Perfect’s face staring back at me, I knew I needed to do anything it took to be in his life.
After ordering my coffee to go, I boug
