Gilded Princess Romane & Geschichten

Alicia signaled her maid to bring her something and her maid Nora bought a tiny coin bag and handed it to the maid who was surprised. “Even if you are doing this because of your brother I locked up, that doesn’t mean I can’t be generous to you when you do your job right” The maid bowed in appreciation “Thank you milady” “You can leave” The maid was escorted out “What are you planning to do now after the information, Milady?” Alicia looked at her right hand maid and smiled “Although Althea is royalty which makes her higher in status than me, but she doesn’t have what I have”

At lunchtime, noticing Adelaide hadn't come to greet her and Paisley and Zelda were absent too, she sent someone to check. Upon learning the trio had gone shopping without her, Priscilla was stunned with rage. How dare they exclude her? She stormed out, declaring she'd visit the royal palace alone. Susan and Morgana hurried after her. "Where are you going?" they asked. "To the royal palace. I need some company," Priscilla snapped. The Golden Jewelry Store, located on South Street in the capital, was a renowned establishment. Its designs were innovative, some even beyond the royal family's craftsmanship.

“How did it go? Any promising leads?” She didn’t smile back. She sat on the stone bench opposite me, twisting her fingers together. “The meeting was fine. It was… after. I was walking back through the financial district. I cut through the plaza by The Gilded Pearl.” The Gilded Pearl. The most exclusive, notoriously discreet restaurant in the city. A place for power lunches and illicit affairs, shielded by potted palms and a membership f*e that could buy a house. A cold trickle of foreboding started in my veins. “Okay…”

’ They sat her on the edge of her desk grinning like Cheshire cats, ‘You have earned the nickname of Mafia Princess because little half breed you are half Mafia and half Duchess, so we both think it is a very appropriate name and we will be using it too.’

"Excellent! I've won! I'll go with you to Grand Princess Eleanor's palace right now, demand the pearls back, and get those three thousand silver coins. "The Gilded Tower cost me quite a bit of money, and I've never earned a single coin from it. Now, getting three thousand silver coins from them would just make up for what I gave them last time." "The Gilded Tower?" Carissa asked, her tone laced with intrigue. "Was that jewelry shop something you and Grand Princess Eleanor started together?" "Of course! It's been running for years, and I haven't earned a single coin. I even have to fork over money from time to time to keep it afloat…"

It’s been a week since my memorable visit to the Grand Princess, but the heat about me was still on the rise, and it wasn’t even about the wine bottle I broke and hurled at the Grand Princess’ fountain. No… It’s a whole lot of new mess, which I knew was created and ignited by Princess Geline herself to get back to me. I could still remember the murmurs I heard when we went out to the market this morning. “She’s only getting close to Prince Deacon to wash her family’s bloodstained legacy.” “She’s ambitious. Cold. Used her tragic past for sympathy points.” “Don’t you find it strange? She was so invisible for years, and now suddenly she’s everywhere?”

Crossing her arms, Gina narrowed her eyes at Arabella. Seeing Gina's expression, Arabella smiled and gestured toward her hair. Strands of her silky blonde locks were still unstyled, framing her face in a gentle cascade. With an exasperated sigh, Gina took a hair comb and began to assist Arabella in setting her hair. She carefully pinned up Arabella's golden locks on one side, leaving some strands to cascade freely, creating an elegant yet carefree hairstyle. As Gina delicately applied the faintest touch of makeup to Arabella's already exquisite features, the natural beauty of the princess shone through effortlessly. Her radiant aura scarcely required enhancement.

"I'm sorry, Gene. I got tricked by that man because of my lack of judgment. I was wrong! Please help me convince Mom and Dad that I won't ever do something like this again, alright?" I scoffed. "Nicki, you know very well who's the real contributor to improving our hotel's business. Yet, you made use of your status as the daughter of Hayes Group's owner and told everyone it was made possible through your efforts. "What's more, you've even worked with your clients to secretly raise funds and register a shell corporation to steal our parents' business. Am I right?" Nicki's face turned pale. She felt extremely flustered and uneasy. "You… You knew about that, too?"

Suddenly finding themselves fighting to survive, Ellie and Jennie started working as cocktail waitresses, while Harold officially became a gigolo. I was too busy with Skymex Group to keep tabs, however, until a year later and I was suddenly being flamed on every corner of the internet. Even Skymex Group's shares were plummeting due to the backlash. It turned out that Harold, Ellie and Jennie managed to become internet celebrities over the past year, and started slandering me after they secured a solid fanbase. Ellie and Jennie especially had been bemoaning that although they looked like they used to lead a life of privilege, it was actually a life of torment—that my father and grandfather ha

Xiamond’s shadow—her million-follower smile, her polished cameo at The Gilded Spoon—made me feel small, a waitress with calloused hands and a thrift-store purse, out of place in Justin’s billionaire world of glass towers and private jets. The Gilded Spoon was a pulsing hive when I pushed through the heavy oak doors, its chandeliers dripping prisms of light over mahogany tables draped in crisp linens, silver glinting in the candle glow. The air was thick with garlic-roasted vegetables, seared steak, and the oaky bite of red wine, teasing my senses. Conversations hummed—deals sealed over clinking glasses, first dates unfolding with nervous laughter. I tied my black apron, the frayed fabric hug