The Queen's Back

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"You used the wrong method. No girl would fall for someone who bullied her every day." Mona looked into the distance and said.

If Maxwell had used another method to attract her attention in ligh school, she didn't know if she would have fallen for him.

At that time, everyone around was talking about Teddy, who was handsome and from a rich family. He was the school hunk.

Unknowingly, Mona seemed to have been affected. Perhaps all along, her feelings for Teddy were not love. She was just following suit to be attracted to Teddy.

After Mona's mother passed away, Teddy became her support. That was why she had been trying to please Teddy.

At night, the Carter Group was attending a ball for the rich people of Horieta. Maxwell happened to be there, so he brought Mona to have fun.

The sky gradually darkened as the black Lamborghini slowly stopped in front of a private villa.

Maxwell opened the door and helped Mona out of the car. As soon as the two of them arrived at the entrance of the villa and handed the invitation letter to the guard at the door, they were welcomed in. Even though Mona thought that her family was rich, she was still shocked by how luxurious it was.

The chandelier illuminated the place as if it was daytime. The floor beneath her feet was not the floor, but diamonds. At a casual glance, there were all kinds of antique paintings.

No wonder so many people were guarding the door. If anyone wanted to steal one, it would be priceless.

After the two of them walked inside, someone came over and chatted with Maxwell. Every time they talked about Mona, they could hear Maxwell say happily, "My wife, Mona Clem."

Mona was not interested in such a conversation. She only maintained a smile on her lips.

Suddenly, her eyes swept across a man on the sofa in the distance. His legs were casually crossed, forming a beautiful arc. He

eyes off it. held a wine glass in his hand. His hand was like a beautiful work of art, so beautiful that one could not take their

Looking up, it was his handsome face with thin lips and thick eyebrows. His looks were comparable to Maxwell's.

However, the two of them had different auras. That person looked aloof. No, he was cold. He was so cold that no one was around him. However, Maxwell was different. His aura was cold, but not unapproachable. Perhaps it was because Mona was looking at him too passionately, and she was simply sizing him up, that person looked toward Mona.

He raised his glass to Mona from several feet away, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Mona did not want to cause unnecessary trouble, so she pretended not to see it. She quickly retracted her gaze and casually took a sip of the "juice" in her hand.

A moment later, the people who were talking to Maxwell left one after another. A guard said to Maxwell, "Sir, this is from the gentleman on the sofa beside you."

Maxwell took the business card from that person. On it was written Brendan Conrad, a member of the Conrad family. Maxwell thought to himself, 'Is it the Conrad family in Noretin?"

Since the person had handed over his business card first, Maxwell decided to go over. When Maxwell wanted to ask Mona to

with him, he saw Mona-sitting on the sofa, cating and drinking 'drinks. It was very satisfying. So, he thought he should go by himself.

Maxwell walked to Brendan and sat down casually. He placed the business card on the table beside him.

Brendan placed the wine he had just prepared in front of Maxwell. "Mr. Carter, do me a favor and give it a try, okay?"

"Thank you." Maxwell picked up the wine glass and took a sip casually. "Mr. Conrad, good wine. This wine is quite vintage."

"Yes, it's been a few years. It's rare to see you bring a date to the Ball, Mr. Carter. I wonder if I'll have the honor of getting to know her," Brendan said as he casually looked at Mona, who was eating. No one knew what he was thinking. "Of course, my wife, Mona Clem. I'll introduce you to her later." Maxwell also looked at Mona with burning love in his eyes.

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"Mona Clem? Your wife's surname is Clem?" Brendan asked, his tone containing some emotions rarely.

"Yeah, my wife's surname is Clem. Is there a problem?" Maxwell asked, thinking Brendan seemed too concerned about

Mona's surname.

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Brendan raised his neck and took a sip of wine. "There's nothing wrong. I'm just a little curious and wondered if it's the Clem family from Nathontown."

"Mr Conrad, are you curious about the Clem family from Nathontown?" Maxwell asked. His eyes swept across Brendan's face, wanting to see some expressions on his face.

However, Brendan was too good at hiding, and Maxwell did not notice at all.

Brendan smiled. "Not really. I just want to know. Of course, I also know about the Carter family. I hope we have a chance to work together."

Out of courtesy, Maxwell left his business card and walked toward Mona.

He walked over and realized she was leaning on the table. Her beautiful eyes seemed to be covered in a layer of mist as she looked up at Maxwell pitifully. She did not recognize him and said, "I... I think I lost something very important." Maxwell slowly walked to her and reached out to pull her into his arms. His voice softened as he asked, "What is it?"

Mona nestled in Maxwell's arms. She touched her legs and said pitifully, "My tail. I can't transform into a tail."

Maxwell lowered his head and looked at Mona carefully. Her cheeks were red, and there were still tears in her eyes. It was obvious she was drunk again. She was a drunkard. "Tail? You have a tail?" asked Maxwell.

Upon hearing that, Mona nodded vigorously. "Yes, before I went ashore, I had a very beautiful tail. It was aqua blue, the color of the sea, but I can't transform it now."

Maxwell thought of what Mona looked like when she was drunk last time. He did not dare to let her stay there any longer. Otherwise, she would humiliate herself in front of everyone. "The tail is in the hotel. Get back to the hotel with me."

Mona did not say anything. She quietly nestled in Maxwell's arms. After a long time, she said, "Thirsty, so thirsty. Your mermaid is thirsty."

"Then stay here and sleep. I'll go get water for you, my mermaid Maxwell said softly and let Mona lean against the sofa.

When Maxwell went to the guard for water, Mona felt the light in her eyes was blocked. She opened her eyes with difficulty and realized that a bottle of mineral water was beside her. Thinking that it was her water, she reached out to take it and muttered, "Water, the water of the mermaid is here. It's going to grow a tail."