Chapter 189 - Currency of Power (1/2)

Right in front of Olivia was Queen Isla, sitting with her back straight and never touching the backrest of the couch, her shoulders leveled, and chin up—as expected from a queen or must be a product from her decades of experience too.

Whatever it was, Queen Isla looked regal as always, standing out against the lotus garden jade wallpaper that adorned Maxen's private study.

The enchanting pattern as Queen Isla's backdrop made her look as if she was a goddess that descended from the Heavens and was now floating above a pond.

But what surprised Olivia the most was Queen Isla, whose sprightly face seemed to glow differently as the mid-morning sun cast a soft light on her face.

It was summertime in Nisia, and even when it was still mid-morning, the sun shone brightly as if it was noontime already and it filtered through the floor to ceiling window, illuminating the private study inside Maxen's room.

The queen just said how poisonous her sister was, yet her face was calm and collected as if she had long accepted the truth and came to terms with it.

It was amusing for Olivia to see this side of her mother-in-law who was always a ball of fire, and could brighten up a room anywhere she went with her level of energy.

Olivia thought Queen Isla must have been in so much pain and disappointment in the past that the latter finally let go of whatever resentment she had for Rona Co.

After all, Queen Isla couldn't deny the truth that she and Rona Co were connected in more ways than one could imagine that was why she had no choice but to embrace her sister in a way that she knew best—warning those who would cross paths with Rona Co.

The weight of Queen Isla's warning hung in the atmosphere, but it did not suffocate the ladies one bit which was the reason that not an ounce of panic was showing in their faces nor by the way they held their backs straight as if they were born ready to face someone as deadly as Rona Co.

”It's weird hearing those words from you,” Olivia commented after hearing what Queen Isla had to say about her fraternal twin, Rona Co—Pyxis' Headmistress. Her smile reached her eyes as she mirrored the smile on Queen Isla's face.

”I don't think I need to tell you that. Your face tells me you already know who she is,” Queen Isla said.

Relief sn.a.k.e.d through her veins as she regarded her daughter-in-law and a proud smile curved her lips.

She could see past the glint in Olivia's eyes and knew there was more to the girl than she led people on. ”Have you checked in on your mom yet, Livi darling?”

Olivia s.u.c.k.e.d in air through her nose, her shoulders hoisting up as she filled her lungs with as much oxygen as she could.

She didn't want to say the words when she felt a cloud of shame hover above her head, casting a grey shadow on her face.

”I wanted to after I had that… incident.” Olivia swallowed the lump in her throat as the memory of her car parked outside the towering gates of the mental institution that Amelia was in flashed in her eyes.

It was days after her hospitalization and a random thought came to mind.