Queen of Wild Cards novel Chapter 665

"How could you say that? The barbecue is just an excuse; I just want to see you." If he didn't soothe his wife now, she would definitely blow her top.

"Alright then, I'll save you some. I'll even grill it myself."

"I knew my darling wife loved me the most."

"I'm telling you right now, the Hawthornes aren't allowed on the ship, and they definitely aren't allowed to cause a scene on the dock. Otherwise, my five masters and my grandpa might not let your wedding proceed so smoothly."

"Rest assured, if the Hawthornes dare to show up, I'll have the guards gag them, tie them up, and lock them away until the wedding is over. Does that work for you?"

Stella couldn't hold back her laughter. How did he end up saying the exact same thing she had told her six old men?

"What are you laughing at, Stella? Are you not happy with how I plan to instruct the guards?"

"No, it's just... that's exactly what I told my masters and my grandpa."

Julius's voice filled with joy. "That just proves we share a telepathic connection as husband and wife."

"Whatever you say. Let's leave it at that for now. I'm going to take a quick rest, and then I'll bring my masters and grandpa back to the capital later."

"Alright, we'll talk in detail when you get back."

He also wanted to know the full story of how Frederick had harmed his mother-in-law, along with everything her grandfather had endured in O-City and North Myanor.

Stella had only given him the briefest summary over the phone.

...

The next day.

By the sea.

Six old men and one young woman were beachcombing along the shore.

Bright and early, joyous voices rang out across the beach.

"Alistair, hurry up! That crab is getting away!"

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