Wives Under Royal Law

Olivia raised her head and looked at Syrena with a condescending look. It was as if she no longer cared about her reputation before the king or anyone else.

"What are you talking about self-respect for? You're just a mere gratification of his lust with no status in the kingdom!"

The king stared at Syrena from his chair. What the king knew, his son had never had sex with Syrena at all. That also caused the king to feel offended by Syrena's attitude. How could Syrena be Agenor's sex slave?

"What about you? Is he satisfied with you? Then why did he dump you so you have to beg at the king's feet?"

Olivia gripped her skirt tightly. Of course, she wanted to slap Syrena's cheek or rip off those pink lips to keep from making fun of her.

As the daughter of a kingdom's minister, Olivia always got what she wanted. Nor had she ever been insulted by the likes of Agenor or Syrena.