Chapter 434 - Four Hundred And Thirty-four: The Vincent (2/2)

”Told ya, doubting Thomas!” Cecil sassed at the guard who bowed his head as they drove into the lawn.

As expected, she couldn't recognize her birthplace; it changed. The huge historic building was majestic and stretched across many hectares of land, looking huge as a castle. When she was little, she had thought of this place as a palace and her as its little princess. But after eighteen years, she was returning to it as the castaway princess.

As soon as they stepped out, a butler - judging from his appearance - was there to lead them.

”Lady Cecil?” he asked, just to be sure.

”Yes, the one and only,”

His brows raised questioningly, ”And they are?”

”This is....” Cecil hooked her arm around Emerald's, ”My husband and our son, Pedro,” she pulled Pedro to her side with a smile, looking like one happy family.

Emerald was surprised at that epic introduction. He was always the active one in their relationship, so her suddenly taking the lead role was surprising yet welcomed - this pregnancy seemed to be in his favor.

”Why do you ask?” Cecil went on to interrogate the butler, ”Did Vincent ask you not to let anyone else in? If that's the case, then you should tell my lovely father that he can forget about our meeting today,”

”N-no, of course not, my lady,” The butler refuted, ”Sir Vincent made no such comment,” He claimed.

Cecil saw through his lie yet decided to keep mum. She wanted to get this over with and go back home to cuddling Emerald - crap. Useless thought, go away.

”Let's go, my lady, shall we?” The butler gestured and with her head held high, Cecil followed after him.

There was total silence as they walked until Pedro decided to ask in a whisper, ”Is this a castle?”

”Yes,” She answered, pushing away the nostalgic memories that climbed to the surface.

”You are royalty?” Pedro was shocked, ”You never told me that,”

”We came from a long line of royals,” Why else was her father disgusted with her ”indecent” behavior. She had tainted the name of the Vincent's and brought shame to her family. No one listened to her side of the story, they chose to believe the rich pretentious snake that came from an honorable family called Fernandez.

”Does that mean I'm a prince or something?”

She could already tell what her son was thinking.

”Trust me, you're better off without it. Besides, Vincent's all name and no power now. So no, that doesn't make you a prince, your ancestor was simply one,” She explained, and thankfully, Pedro didn't bother her any longer until they came into the living room.

Upon arrival, tension crackled in the air like electricity as Cecil scanned the people around, who as well stared back at her like they've seen a ghost.

Speak about family and that bastard, Fernandez.