Chapter 295 Triangle
"What happened to him?" Emily asked, her brows knitting together in confusion.
"Mom called and said Chloe was pushed down the stairs by Hazel," Mia said, disappointment lacing her voice.
"Oh my god! How's Chloe?" Emily gasped, her eyes wide with concern.
"She's fine, nothing major happened, but it made things even worse between Alexander and Hazel," Mia replied with a heavy sigh.
"I can't believe Hazel would do something like that," Emily murmured, shaking her head slightly. The two kept their voices low, not wanting to draw attention from the people around them.
"Me neither," Mia said quickly, searching Emily's face for some kind of agreement. "I've met Hazel a few times, and she always seemed so sweet. Full of energy and positivity. Even Mom really likes her-they got along so well after Hazel and Alexander got married." "I know," Emily said, holding Mia's hand and giving it a reassuring squeeze. "Don't take this the wrong way, but I don't like Chloe. She's so arrogant and... kind of anti-social." Emily scrunched her nose in mild disgust.
Mia averted her eyes, her expression thoughtful. "I don't know what to say. I haven't had the chance to get to know her better-we've only met a few times. But honestly, I don't care much about her behavior as long as Alexander's happy," she replied with a shrug. "But why did he have to marry Hazel when he was in love with Chloe?" Emily asked, confusion lacing her tone.
"Ugh, it's a long story," Mia said, rolling her eyes.
"I want to know," Emily insisted, leaning in with curiosity.
Mia leaned closer, lowering her voice as she confided in her friend. "Alexander is a duke, and his wife will be the Duchess of Monaco. According to royal tradition, a duchess has to come from a noble family. Chloe... well, she's just a bar dancer with no family background, so..." She shrugged, letting Emily fill in the rest.
"That's tough," Emily said softly. "I feel bad for Hazel, being in a loveless marriage. But I feel just as bad for Alexander-he can't be with the only woman he truly loves." She nodded in quiet understanding.
Emily knew all too well the traditions of noble families and royalty-where men often kept mistresses while their wives were chosen solely to uphold titles and positions. It was an unfair and outdated practice, but one deeply ingrained in their world.
"He doesn't have a choice," Mia
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"He's always put his duty to the state and its people above his own feelings. And now Hazel is pregnant. Once the heir is born, I'm afraid things are only going to get more complicated." She shook her head, clearly troubled by the storm brewing in her brother's life.
"So, are you going to visit your mother and Alexander?" Emily asked.
"Yes. It's been a long time since we've seen them," Mia replied. "Alessandro and I planned to visit right after Adam's wedding. This way, we can also check on Chloe." She paused, knowing how special Chloe's place was in her brother's heart-more important than his own wife. "Do you want to come?" Mia
offered with a smile.
"I wish I could, but since you're going, someone has to handle the new project we just signed," Emily sighed.
Mia patted Emily's hand in understanding. "Thanks for holding the fort, Emily," she said warmly.
"Remember, we're partners now," Mia reminded her with a playful look. Emily had recently become her business partner, managing all the branches in France while Matteo primarily practiced law from Paris, where his main office was based.
"You're welcome, boss," Emily teased with a giggle.
"Alright, let's go congratulate the newly married couple," Emily suggested. The two women got up, their families following behind as they made their way to Adam and Claire to offer their best wishes.
The next morning, Aria and Alessandro flew to Monaco in their private jet, taking their kids along. The children were bubbling with excitement at the thought of seeing their uncle. They always loved visiting Alexander's estate, where the royal treatment made every stay feel like a lot of fun.
But, when they arrived at Montecarlo Manor, the scene unfolding before them was completely unexpected and left them utterly shocked. The police were there, handcuffing Hazel, while Camille was crying, desperately pleading with the officers to let her daughter-in-law go.
"No, please leave her. It's a
misunderstanding!" Camille insisted,
her voice breaking with emotion. But her pleas fell on deaf ears as the officers continued with their work. Desperation overtook her, and she ran to her son, her voice pleading, "Alexander, please! Stop them from taking Hazel! She's six months pregnant!"
Aria frowned when she noticed Alexander standing motionless, his cold gaze fixed on the scene, his expression unreadable. Chloe stood beside him, her eyes red from crying, but the smug look on her face didn't quite match her tears.