Claire Lowell’s face looked extremely displeased; she was born into privilege, and even after her father’s passing, she inherited boundless wealth and an amulet. She’s always been revered like royalty, and everyone around her usually caters to her whims, never daring to speak to her this way.
Except for Orion Rivers!
Just like four years ago, and it’s the same now!
Witnessing this scene, the crowd’s chatter grew louder.
"Is Orion Rivers a mad dog? How does he dare provoke anyone?"
"Does he think he’s invincible just because he has the Celestial Alliance backing him?"
"Haha, truly naive and ignorant. It’s one thing for the Celestial Alliance to seize The Dark Tower’s goods and territory—it can be considered a normal conflict. As long as proper apologies are made, they can turn hostility into friendship. However, offending Claire Lowell leaves no room for reconciliation. In The Umbral Zone, everyone knows she’s the last person you want to offend."
An elder following Claire stepped forward.
He didn’t even glance at Raina North, directly speaking to Claire: "Young Miss, you were wrong this time, speaking that way. You must understand your noble status—not only the young miss of The Dark Tower, but also the future wife of the Lord of the Dark Tower. Your status is as lofty as the clouds; how could you pause for the mud on the ground? You should know that even a glance at such mud lowers your status. Do you understand?"
Claire solemnly replied, "Granduncle, I understand. Thank you for your guidance, Claire is grateful."
The elder smiled at Freya Lawrence, his aged face full of satisfaction. ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by novel⁂fire.net
Upon hearing this, reporters immediately gathered around: "Miss Lowell, are you announcing your marriage to the Lord of The Dark Tower in front of everyone?"
"You’ll find out when the time comes."
"Could you tell us specifically when? Miss Lowell, could you reveal some details? People in The Umbral Zone have been waiting for news about your marriage to the Lord of The Dark Tower for years. Is it possible this time?"
Claire’s cheeks flushed a little, her eyes had a hint of shyness, yet her smile was bright: "You can interview the Lord of The Dark Tower about this; he will give you a satisfactory answer."
The reporters got excited immediately: "Looks like we need to start addressing her as the Tower Lord’s wife soon."
"Don’t be hasty; the date isn’t set." Claire’s words seemed more like an acknowledgment than a reprimand, sparking even more frenzy among the other reporters.
Pip Finch watched Claire Lowell, surrounded by the crowd, clearly delighted but still feigning shyness, and couldn’t help but cover her eyes: "That’s hard to watch; how does The Umbral Zone have this kind of attention-seeking person?"
Raina North was somewhat surprised; she didn’t expect Pip Finch to recognize such behavior.
Pip Finch thoroughly enjoyed the impressed look from Raina North, smugly saying: "Orion, do you see I’m quite the little genius?"
"That’s right, you are indeed a little genius." Raina North complimented with little sincerity: "Let’s go in, we have more preparation work to do; we need to hurry."
As Raina North led the group into the estate, Pip Finch couldn’t help but ask: "Orion, are you really planning to do this?"
The Third Elder, seeing Raina North’s determined attitude, sighed: "Old boss might be in for a scare this time; poor, truly unfortunate."
Raina North glanced at the Third Elder, thinking that while he was sighing for others, could he not mask the delight on his face? It made him appear both sinister and hard to watch.