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Chapter 1210: Chapter 1210: Wedding Anniversary
"Not only did he hit me, but he also humiliated me!" Branley Sinclair pointed at her swollen face, gritting her teeth, "This is the masterpiece of that wild man Nelson brought back!"
"What!"
Seeing Branley Sinclair’s face, the Left Minister stood up and said sternly, "Really giving you face and you want none of it! Even the Divine Nun of The North Sea wouldn’t dare to be so presumptuous! Let alone a Nelson!"
Branley Sinclair controlled the Donovan Family, the wealthiest family in Star City, which was the financial powerhouse of The North Sea royal court.
The status was self-evident.
Now that Branley Sinclair had been hit, it was The North Sea that had been slapped in the face!
Moreover, The King of The North Sea had already decided to restore the nation, corresponding remotely with the Northern Royal Court of Gonzalez City.
As soon as they acquired the Divine Dragon Tripod, The North Sea would immediately raise the flag!
Pendleton had already reached a collaboration with them, and three of the Seven Veins had surrendered.
They were just waiting for Andrew to kill the Alliance Hierarch of Pendleton, then both sides would officially form an alliance!
At such a time, the royal court naturally needed to endure no further.
Hearing the words of the Left Minister, although Branley Sinclair was excited internally, she still kept a calm demeanor, "For the great cause of The North Sea, my personal honor and disgrace mean nothing."
"I am relieved to see you have this mindset," said the Left Minister, nodding, comforting her, "But, the people of The North Sea are not to be bullied by anyone! Tomorrow, I’ll arrange for someone to go with you to the Donovan Family, kill Dawson Carmichael and Nelson, and forever eliminate the threat!"
"Thank you, Left Minister!"
Branley Sinclair knelt excitedly on the ground, bowing slightly, "I will dedicate myself wholeheartedly to serve His Majesty!"
She had come to the royal court just to hear these words!
"Nelson, Dawson Carmichael, your time of death has come!" Branley Sinclair narrowed her eyes, murmuring to herself in her heart.
"Go, and bring me the finished product quickly," Harrison Sterling waved his hand, instructing, "Find an opportunity to wipe out those people from the Cook Family. This item must belong only to The North Sea."
After speaking, he turned and pushed open a door.
Disappearing into the basement.
"Phew!"
Branley Sinclair knelt on the ground and pulled out a small mirror from her pocket.
Her face was more swollen than ever.
No cosmetic could cover up the scars.
"Wait! You pair of dogs, I’ll make sure you meet a cruel end!"
She put the small mirror back into her bag and quickly left.
As soon as she left the royal court and climbed into the carriage, she received a call from Finnegan Springs.
"Wife, come home early for dinner. Today is our wedding anniversary, I have a surprise for you."
"Husband, why are you suddenly being so nice to me." Branley Sinclair was touched inside, "Thank you for remembering; I had forgotten."
She felt a bit ashamed.
Wedding anniversary...
She truly had no recollection.
Their relationship was a political marriage.
But initially, Branley Sinclair indeed seduced Finnegan Springs, using this as a stepping stone to enter the Donovan Family and launch her plans.
Although the Sinclair Family was prominent in Star City, it paled in comparison to the Donovan Family.
Once the royal court’s forces intervened, Branley Sinclair seized great authority from Dawson Carmichael, completely controlling the Donovan Family.
Dawson Carmichael became a puppet, and Finnegan Springs turned into an employee under Branley Sinclair.
Though they were husband and wife, Branley Sinclair was no longer the woman who used to please Finnegan Springs at every turn.
Their marital relationship had completely reversed.
At home, Finnegan Springs had absolutely no say!
With significant power in her hands and the support of The North Sea, Branley Sinclair often spoke to the utterly unprofitable Finnegan Springs with disdain.
But now, hearing that Finnegan Springs still remembered their anniversary, a flicker of guilt crossed Branley Sinclair’s heart.
"One day as a couple means a commitment for a hundred days."
Over the phone, Finnegan Springs spoke affectionately, "I’ve prepared a surprise; can you guess what it is?"
"I can’t guess! I’ll see it when I get back."
Branley Sinclair said with a smile, hung up the phone, and drove towards the Donovan Family estate.
Although she was a crucial financial support for The North Sea, she had never been to the royal court.
Whenever she wished to visit the royal court, she would contact the Left Minister first, and then drive to the location given by him.
The advantage of this was that she did not worry about being followed.
The Left Minister was a Grandmaster!
He was exceptionally powerful!
Whenever anyone got close, he could quickly detect it.
Branley Sinclair returned home with a heart full of joy.
She was touched by Finnegan Springs remembering their wedding anniversary, and thrilled by the Left Minister’s preparations to kill Nelson for her.
But on the other hand.
After Finnegan Springs had finished his call with Branley Sinclair, he dialed Nelson’s cell phone again.
"Sister, I’m really sorry about what happened today. Tonight, I’m hosting a banquet at the manor to welcome you and your husband. Please come no matter what."
"Forget it, it’s better if Branley and I don’t meet, so you’re not put in a difficult position." Nelson declined over the phone.
It should have been a happy occasion returning home.
But she felt that everything had changed.
Finnegan Springs had changed.
At least, he wasn’t like the person she remembered.
People from Azure Mountain were direct, not the type to beat around the bush or scheme.
Yet, ironically, Finnegan Springs and Branley Sinclair had become outright businessmen.
Communicating with such people, Nelson felt exhausted.
And her foster mother also seemed a bit strange.
From initially vehemently opposing her relationship with Julius Reed to now being somewhat supportive.
It confused Nelson.
"Sister, I know I was wrong. Please give your brother a chance! Besides, Branley is not like what you imagine, we’re all family." Finnegan Springs quickly explained, "This is also Branley’s idea, she was too embarrassed to ask you herself and begged me to invite you."
"Well... okay."
Nelson didn’t want to make things too awkward.
Finnegan Springs was Dawson Carmichael’s favorite nephew, and Dawson Carmichael had always been deeply supportive of her.
Ultimately, she conceded.
"Bring your husband with you," Finnegan Springs thought with a sneer.
The fish had taken the bait.
"He’s busy, he can’t make it," Nelson refused outright.
Julius Reed really was busy.
Nelson didn’t want to trouble Julius Reed because of her issues.
And such trivial matters could be handled by herself.
"Alright, then come by at five tonight. I’ll send you the address first, then go cook with Branley. She’s cooking herself today to apologize to you."
A hint of disappointment crossed Finnegan Springs’ mind.
Without Julius Reed, the drama would lack a main character.
But as long as Nelson showed up, the effect would be nearly the same.
It was just a pity...
Remembering the hurt he had suffered, Finnegan Springs took a deep breath.
Revenge would have to wait until later.
"Alright, I’ll come over later," Nelson said before hanging up.
Meanwhile, inside the manor, Finnegan Springs began making a cake himself.
It was a cake commemorating his marriage to Branley Sinclair.
Finnegan Springs wasn’t just skilled in business; he was also an excellent cook.
He carefully shaved with a knife.
Then, he slipped the sharp small knife into the cake.
A smile emerged at the corners of his mouth.
Red cream formed a heart on the cake.
Inside the heart, the names Finnegan Springs and Branley Sinclair were written.
"I hope you’ll like the surprise I’ve prepared for you," he muttered to himself, licking his fingers.
The cream tasted fragrant.
Very sweet.
And almost like the taste of blood...
