Chapter 418
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Bertha hid the hatred under her eyes, her tone was calm: "You have arranged everything, no need to pretend to come and ask me, just do as you want."
She did not refuse, and Bruno was even happier.
Paying attention to the glass of juice that Bertha was holding, Bruno proactively poured a glass of wine and gave it to her.
'The atmosphere is so good tonight, why don't we drink some wine? This is high-quality grape wine from country H, not exported abroad, only provided to the Royal Family, try it?"
Bertha's eyes didn't glance: "I've had a bit of a cold lately, and I don't want to drink."
"Got a cold? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"
Bruno immediately took off his suit jacket and wrapped it tightly around Bertha's slim shoulders.
'The weather is a bit cold these days, I will be a little more careful in the future. I absolutely won't let you catch a cold again."
Bruno's deep dark blue eyes were filled with laughter, he looked gently at Bertha.
Her face tilted to the side, no longer looking at him.
Forced to wear Bruno's coat, Bertha did not feel warm, but on the contrary, she felt the cold spreading throughout her body.
She took off Bruno's vest and gave it back to him: "The party is about to start. Anyway, you have to go on stage later. You should put it on. I'm not cold."
Bruno's phoenix eyes sparkled, both surprised and happy when looking at her: "So Bertha is interested in me?"
Bertha frowned slightly, her thick eyelashes drooped slightly, hiding the disgust and anger under her eyes, and she immediately stuffed the vest back into his hands.
Bruno took it and obediently put it on.
A smile appeared on his handsome and delicate face: "It's great, I'm looking forward to our future life more and more."
Bertha pursed the corners of her lips, but she ignored him. Thinking of her plans, she quietly gritted her teeth.
Noble princes filled the grand banquet hall.
The violin band next to him suddenly changed its tune, the lights suddenly dimmed, and the vision in the hall was dim, leaving only the red candle swinging on the long table.
The headlights turned on, and everyone's eyes focused on the spiral staircase.
Princess Hilda stood at the top of the stairs, wearing an elegant long gold-plated dress, a light smile on her lips, elegantly waving to everyone in the banquet room.
Tonight's party was organized by her, and she was also the only main character.
Following the appearance of the great princess, applause and praise rang out continuously.
She accepted the crowd's flattery, grabbed the marble handrail, and slowly descended the stairs.
The headlights followed her figure to the stage on the opposite side.
In the middle of the stage, there is a microphone placed high. The great princess gently raised her hand, all the applause mixed with surprise was silent.
Bertha looked on indifferently, she silently listened to the princess speak, and occasionally, she clapped along with the crowd.
'…Actually, I invited everyone to come and celebrate tonight because I have something big to announce." The eldest princess's eyes looked around the crowd below, finally, she looked toward Bruno and Bertha.
The headlights followed her gaze and it shone on Bertha and Bruno.
Bruno immediately took Bertha's hand.
Bertha reacted almost instinctively, wanting to take her hand away, but this time he held her tightly, not giving her a chance to struggle.
Everyone stared, Bertha quickly regained her reason, and a faint smile appeared on her face, turning the unconscious struggling just now into tension due to embarrassment and shame.
The crowd suddenly moved the red carpet to the center, letting Bruno pull Bertha step by step onto the stage.
On stage, the grand princess continued to announce: "My adopted children, Lance Charles and Bertha, will be married in Florence Cathedral seven days later."
Warm applause rang out.
Bruno let go of Bertha's hand and hugged the eldest princess, showing the image of mother and daughter having deep affection.
That year, the story of the eldest princess's pregnancy before the engagement was tightly covered up by the royal family. Furthermore, the eldest princess was the only sister of the reigning king, the most noble woman in the country.
Even if someone saw that Bruno and the princess looked somewhat similar, they would not dare to doubt Bruno's true identity.
Everyone praised how lucky an adopted son like Bruno was, while Gaye Harold sat drinking wine sadly.
At this moment, all eyes were attracted by the headlights, no one saw his gloomy face, his eyes filled with anger.
Guy Size was next to him, one hand resting his chin, his expression pitiful as he looked at Bertha on stage, he secretly sighed.
On the stage.
After Bruno and the princess hugged each other, he took the microphone in her hand and continued to speak strongly:
'Bertha and I have known each other for more than ten years, I secretly liked her for more than ten years, and now I finally have the opportunity to become her real husband in front of everyone. Everyone, she and I will love each other for the rest of our lives."
Bruno turned his head, looked deeply at Bertha, he slowly reached out towards her: "Come on, come next to me."
Bertha stood still, she quietly looked into his eyes.
At this time, all eyes are focused on the stage.
The music in the banquet room had stopped, and the sounds of admiration and surprise from the ladies below reached Bertha's ears.
'This girl is so beautiful, she and Lance Charles are a beautiful boy and a beautiful girl, they get along well."
