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A servant brought Matthew a cup of tea while the man casually sat on a chair on the side. Matthew picked up the tea, blew on the steam, and took a sip. "You are confident, Princess Eleanor."
"Before you came to the hidden clan, I sent people to investigate you and Veronica. I know your strength very well."
She stood up and strolled to him with her hands behind her back. She got close to him when she sat directly on the armrest of Matthew's chair. "A woman who can stand alongside you must have enough strength and ability. Obviously, Veronica is… far from it."
"I want to marry a wife, not a left or right arm."
He smiled and continued, "As a husband, I must protect my wife. Why does my wife need to be exceptionally wise and powerful?"
Sipping the tea leisurely, Matthew glanced at Eleanor beside him from the corner of his eye. "Princess Eleanor, you have probably found the wrong person. Toy boys suit you better."
Eleanor had nothing to say in response to Matthew's words.
She raised her hand and rested her elbow on his shoulder, tilting her head to look at him. "I'm used to weak and gentle men, but dominant men like you are the most charming. However, there is still a long way to go. You will eventually realize how good I am. I will always keep the position of 'main consort' for you."
"No need."
"You don't have to rush to refuse..." Eleanor smiled instead of getting angry when Matthew rejected her directly. She lowered her head slightly. As she leaned closer to Matthew's ear, she deliberately blew on his earlobe, teasing him. "Believe me. You will willingly marry me."
She was full of confidence.
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