His Wife Calls The Shots-Chapter 1288 - The Queen Invites_1

Chapter 1288

The group was in chaos, completely disregarding the orders of the man on the ground.

"What should we do? Should we leave? Let’s go." 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

"We should go. We can’t beat her. Didn’t you see her martial arts skills just now? She knocked down a 6-foot man with one hand!"

"Think about it, if we leave now, if she reports us and stirs up trouble at the embassy, we’ll be in a pickle!"

Chloe Collins: "Well, haven’t you discussed it yet? Who’s going first?"

A woman quickly dropped her shopping basket and nervously said to Chloe Collins, "Don’t blame me, I was just following orders. This is the Duchess’s idea. If you want trouble, go find her."

"Yes, yes, we were just following orders!"

The entire group ended up blabbing the whole truth.

Chloe Collins looked at the woman on the balcony and gently smiled.

The woman seemed embarrassed as if her conspiracy had been exposed and she hurriedly went back inside.

The crowd swiftly apologized and ran off, leaving only the man on the ground still howling.

Before long, two men came running out from the Duke’s Mansion and dragged the man away.

Thus, the farce ended.

After returning to her car, Chloe wiped off the egg liquid leftover on her neck and asked the driver to head back so she could clean up.

One of the secret guards picked up a dropped phone and coarsely said, "Miss Collins."

She glanced at him and asked, "What?"

"I recorded the whole thing. I managed to get good angles."

Chloe chuckled, looked at him, and said, "Alexander Foster is fortunate to have such a capable lieutenant."

It was merely a bluff, and she hadn’t expected them to be so cooperative.

Flushing a bit, the secret guard said, "Thank you for your praise, Miss Collins!"

The car suddenly screeched to a halt, breaking the light-hearted atmosphere in the vehicle.

Chloe put the phone away and looked ahead. A line of black cars had parked ahead, blocking the way.

"Miss Collins, I’ll go check it out."

She nodded.

At that moment, a man in a military uniform descended from the opposing car, his face stern as he approached them.

"Miss Collins, the Queen wishes to see you."

A ripple appeared on Chloe’s calm face. She got out of the car and followed them.

The secret guard wasn’t invited and was stopped outside.

Chloe was escorted into the grand and luxurious royal palace, and was led into a room to wait.

Her phone was temporarily confiscated before she entered, which was a procedure she didn’t resist.

She wasn’t informed how long she would have to wait and was simply told to stay in the room.

The room wasn’t a reception room used by the state to receive foreign guests but a private living quarters. It was square and around 50 square meters large, elegantly arranged.

There were two guards at the door restricting her actions, claiming that she couldn’t wander around the palace.

She went to the restroom to clean up the egg liquid on her neck. She wiped it off simply but couldn’t completely remove the smell.

When she came out, she saw a noblewoman sitting in the main seat. Her black hair was coiled up, her appearance was resplendent in gold and silver, sporting a remarkable demeanor. She wore a traditional dress from Anstolas, which was elegant and graceful.

She wore a composed and dignified smile on her face as she watched Chloe.

Chloe acted according to etiquette, placing her hand on her left shoulder and bowed slightly.

"Miss Collins, please have a seat." The woman extended her palm, indicating a seat, without moving from her own.

After Chloe sat down, she saw a medical test result in front of her. It belonged to Master York and showed the health status of each part of his body.