Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother novel Chapter 324

Chapter 324: Who Is Your Mother?

After meeting the guests, the Queen made her way toward the perfume-making candidates.

Natalie watched as the Queen approached. The previous night, she had only seen her from a distance, but today, she was going to see her up close.

The closer the Queen came, the more Natalie noticed the striking resemblance between her and her mother. For the first time, she was meeting her grandmother—another person with whom she shared a blood tie.

Meanwhile, Charlotte had already informed her grandfather about Natalie’s comment regarding the possibility of a new princess appearing. She and Howard, who were watching the Queen walk toward Natalie, held their breaths in suspense.

"Grandpa, she’s not going to tell Grandma about her, is she?" Charlotte asked in a low, anxious voice.

"Don’t worry. Just her saying anything won’t prove a thing," Howard reassured her, arrogance evident in his tone. "To prove it, she’d have to run a DNA test. And don’t forget—your grandpa holds the power here. Everything runs according to my will."

Charlotte finally felt relieved.

On the other hand, as the Queen greeted each participant one by one, she finally reached Natalie, who bowed respectfully.

Like with the others, the Queen’s assistant introduced her. "Your Majesty, this is Ms. Natalie from the Imperial City."

The Queen smiled warmly, just as she had with the others. "Glad to have you here."

"It’s my honor to be here, Your Majesty," Natalie replied politely.

The Queen moved on to greet the next participant but couldn’t help glancing back at Natalie once more. Their eyes met, and both exchanged a small smile before the Queen finally turned away.

After meeting everyone, the Queen took her seat.

The arrangements for the perfume-making session were ready. The Queen and all the esteemed guests were eager to see what unique creations these top perfumers had prepared in her honor.

All the participants took their places at their designated tables. As they began crafting their perfumes, every gaze in the hall was fixed on them.

James Harper watched Natalie, who was engrossed in her work—focused, steady, confident, and skillful. As he observed her, memories from the past, ones he had long buried in his heart, began to surface. Watching Natalie create perfume reminded him of Caryn.

James, so many times, I told you not to enter my lab for the next few days until I allow you to, a familiar voice echoed in his mind, accompanied by flashing images.

I’m sorry. Caryn, but I just couldn’t wait to see what has you so occupied. It’s been a while since you’ve been busy, and I can’t help but miss you, his own voice responded—young, teasing, playful.

Stop being cheesy and stay there, beyond that boundary. I’m almost done.

"What is it?"

A surprise for you, she replied, handing him a box. I created this perfume especially for you. Try it.

Oh, it’s unique. I like it.

That’s because I made something compatible with your own unique scent.

Is that why you kept sniffing me so often these past few days? I was starting to wonder if you had been possessed by the ghost of a dog. Good to know you are still a normal human.

Stop teasing me...

The voices and images began to fade, dissolving into the depths of his mind.

James’ gaze remained fixed on Natalie, his thoughts unreadable.