My older sister is a villainous rich girl

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"Your Majesty!"

When Earl Chapman arrived at the palace, George II was admiring a painting.

The king reluctantly looked away from the painting, saw the solemn-faced close advisor, and smiled casually.

"Chapman, what is it?"

George II has been in a good mood lately.

In his youth, he once believed that supreme royal power would transform people into something completely different from who they once were.

But only now does he understand.

It's not that I've become different, but that I've liberated my truest self.

Before ascending the throne, he might have had concerns about whether he could fulfill this important task as well as his wise and powerful father; now, he no longer thinks about such trivial matters.

The reason why the king is wise and powerful is because he is the king.

Now that he is the king, those around him will naturally praise him in the same way they praised his father.

This moment feels just like that moment back then.

Everything is the same.

He was just thinking he had found the knack for the job when this close advisor with royal blood brought him news that ruined his mood.

“Your Majesty, I participated in the Executive Council meeting of Qingxi Academy today,” Earl Chapman said softly.

"Although this is just a very small matter, I think you, who are in charge of everything, should be aware of it."

The king's expression turned solemn.

As he rolled up the painting on the table again, he lowered his eyes and said, "Speak."

“Today, Harold made a suggestion to reassign the class of civilian Tasia Louis,” Chapman said.

"But at the council meeting, this matter was not fully discussed before a decision was reached, with those who voted in favor including..."

He named the four directors one by one.

Upon hearing several familiar names, the king paused.

"Whose idea was this?" he asked slowly.

Chapman clearly stated that it was Harold who proposed it, yet the king seemed to have completely ignored him.

Chapman replied knowingly, "Prince Richard was seen going to see Harold with Wayne Wincher, the Duke of Wincher's adopted son."

He was merely stating a fact, but the answer the king wanted to know was self-evident.

“Wayne Winch…”

The king murmured the name.

……

Evening at Edgeworth's house.

Minister Franz was very annoyed today.

First, His Majesty the King summoned him for no apparent reason. When he finally went to see him, having put aside all his many affairs, His Majesty gave him a stern lecture.

They even said something like "Only the brilliance of honesty shines like gold," which left him completely bewildered and confused.

If the king hadn't basically adopted his own opinions on handling political affairs, he would have mistakenly thought that His Majesty was dissatisfied with the Edgeworth family and wanted to suppress them.

Franz rubbed his temples, then took out a stack of documents that had accumulated on the table and began to examine them.

Even though he had entrusted many family affairs to his daughter and had many advisors and retainers to help him with miscellaneous matters, those affairs still ultimately had to be brought to his hands.

This is also an essential step in coordinating the development of the family, so that any mishandling can be corrected in time.

As the head of the household, this is both a right and an obligation, and one must not slack off.

He would mark every document he had read with a red circle on the cover and place it on his right.

Processed documents piled up beside him.

As fewer and fewer documents remained uncircled by red circles, while more and more were marked with red circles, he finally discovered a report that seemed a bit off among the thick stack of documents.

It is a statement submitted by the representative director of the Edgeworth family of Seiki Academy.

His brows furrowed deeply.

After thinking for a moment, Franz tugged at a thin thread next to the chair that led to the door.

At the other end of the thin thread, a bell began to ring.

Amidst the crisp "ding-a-ling" sound, a maid respectfully entered the room.

"Go and call the young lady over," Franz ordered.

Not long after, Ge Li walked in with a calm expression.

Behind them, the maid wisely closed the door.

"What is this?" Franz suppressed his anger and threw the documents in his hand onto the opposite side of the huge desk.

Goethe ignored Franz's anger.

She stepped forward, picked up the report, and looked at it.

"I asked to do it," she readily admitted.

The reason for doing so in Chapter 224

"Reason?" Franz asked.

“Didn’t you think the Edgeworth family should cultivate a good relationship with Prince Richard?” Goth said without changing his expression.

"And it was Prince Richard who stepped in and asked Chairman Harold to bring this up for discussion at the meeting..."

She had already prepared a response.

My father's instructions were both a constraint on me and, in a way, the perfect excuse.

Franz remained silent in response to her completely unashamed answer.

This was indeed my previous thought.

Even if a marriage agreement cannot be reached, it is still essential to cultivate a good relationship with the Crown Prince.

“But His Majesty the King seems to be unhappy about this,” he said softly. “It would be a loss to incur the King’s displeasure for the sake of Prince Richard.”

"After all... the crown prince is still just the crown prince."

This is a very cold reality.

Royal power is something unique and cannot be shared with others.

Even with one's own biological son, this is the same.

Thinking about this, he felt somewhat disheartened.

“Well, what’s done is done. Let’s just take this as… a way of currying favor with that prince,” Franz said.

They were let off the hook.

Only after leaving the study did Ge Li secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

……

"Classmates, today we are welcoming a new transfer student to our class."

The homeroom teacher, Xie Li, announced from the podium.

Even now, when everything has settled down, he is still immersed in a dreamlike trance.

Before the midterm exams, he thought that the title of "first in the grade" would go to Wayne, a classmate in his class.

Since he had taught such outstanding students, the school's bonuses were naturally a piece of cake for him.

Even before the exam began, he had already planned how to spend the bonus.

But when the results came out, it was not like that at all.

The true top student in the grade is Tasia Louis.

How to put it? There's a slight sense of regret, like "the cooked duck has flown away."

Unexpectedly... after flying around in circles, the duck ended up flying right back into its own pot.

He glanced back at the duck—no, Tasia—waiting outside the door, and said in a joyful tone:

"Let us all welcome—Tasia Louise!"

"Clap clap-"

Chris clapped wildly from below the stage, and scattered applause followed.

Amid applause, a beautiful young woman with flaxen hair walked in.

Although she was only wearing an ordinary school uniform, it shone on her as if she had special effects.

The applause in the classroom unconsciously grew even more enthusiastic.

Tasia's clear eyes swept around first, and when she saw Chris, she revealed a pure and bright smile.

"Hello everyone, I am Tasia Louis."

She bowed to the whole class and then wrote her name on the blackboard behind her.

The handwriting is neat and elegant, and the arrangement is orderly.

"Tasia, please sit behind Wayne for now."

Sherley gestured to the empty seats in the last row by the window.

Wayne paused, then turned around and picked up the miscellaneous items he had casually placed on the empty table.

Alas... the joy of occupying two seats by myself is about to be gone forever.

When he turned back, he inadvertently met Chris's gaze and saw her lips pouting little by little.

Wayne's headache started again.

However, Tasia had already come down from the stage by then and even greeted him quietly.

"Wayne, thank you so much for allowing me to transfer classes. Please take good care of me in the future!"

Sadly, Tasia has no idea what Wayne is going through.

Despite Chris's glare, Wayne replied awkwardly but politely, "It's alright. Tasia is Chris's and my friend. If you ever have any difficulties in the future, you can just tell us, and we'll be happy to help."

Tasia, who was still unaware of all the tricks of the trade, was deeply moved by Wayne's heartfelt words.

After a class.

As soon as get out of class ended, Chris came running over excitedly.

"Tasia! It's so great that you can come to our class!"

As she said this, she pushed Wayne away from his seat.

Noticing the commotion, the other students in the class couldn't help but cast curious glances.

But when they met Wayne's gaze, they all shrank back.

“I’m very happy too.” Tasia smiled gently.

Chris pulled Tasia along and started talking about the extracurricular survey: "Our group currently consists of me, Wayne, Molly, and Gavin. We've all met before. With you, there are five of us. I'll send a carriage to pick you up this weekend. We'll meet at our house first and then set off together."

By the way, Gavin, who offended Molly before, almost got dumped in this group project. He only managed to join by shamelessly clinging to Wayne.

At first, Tasia was a little uncomfortable with the unfamiliar feeling of speaking freely in the classroom, but she quickly became more natural under Chris's guidance.

The two chatted happily about recent interesting events.

Tasia mentioned that her family had developed a new type of bread, "Would Chris like to try it? I can bring it over next time."

Upon hearing the word "food," Chris's eyes lit up instantly.

"Okay, okay!"