"Well... back then, the news about your marriage had already come out!" The reporter stretched his neck, blushing as he defended himself.
"Oh?" Aurelia Shaw's lips curled up, "So, you mean it wasn't me hyping it up myself?"
"This, this..." The reporter was at a loss for words, his face flushed as red as a liver.
"With us, the Knights' Order, around, you dare not slander our Queen!" A clear and sharp voice rang out. The source was a group of girls who were fans visiting the set where Aurelia was filming. Seeing so many reporters deliberately making things difficult for their Queen, they couldn't stand it anymore.
"Uncle, mind telling us who paid you to intentionally trouble our Queen? How about I pay you double?" Emma Clarke smiled charmingly, but her gaze was sharp, her demeanor quite arrogant, reminiscent of a youthful version of Aurelia Shaw.
No wonder she's a fan of the Queen; even the fans exhibit that queenly demeanor.
