Chapter 1674: Let’s Be Frank

Along the way, she had already prepared herself mentally. Julie took Jocelyn Morgan into the princess’s palace, which was different from the other royal palaces, with a modern style and a hint of leading fashion trends.

The palace was large, and Jocelyn Morgan followed Julie, winding around for five minutes before finally being led into a spacious tea room.

As Jocelyn Morgan entered, she saw a figure standing by the window.

"Princess, Miss Morgan is here." After Julie made her courtesy, she turned and left, closing the door behind her.

Jocelyn Morgan stared at the figure without blinking, still pondering her thoughts.

Was she... not planning to turn around?

"Hello, Princess." Jocelyn slightly nodded, speaking softly, displaying the necessary politeness.

Catherine turned around with a cold expression, scrutinizing her from top to bottom, from face to figure.

Jocelyn Morgan was very calm, even placidly looking at her face, trying to discern her current inner thoughts through her expression.

Catherine recalled Julie’s words, and with Jocelyn Morgan standing there in front of her, as a woman, she genuinely wanted to erupt!

If she wasn’t Justin Kingston’s sister, a slap would’ve been delivered already!

But she knew well, she had to restrain herself!

Thus, Catherine’s lips slightly curled, "Come over and sit, I’ve made tea, let’s chat while we drink." She still wanted to persuade her.

"Princess." Jocelyn stood still, watching Catherine sit down in the chair, and she sincerely and softly explained, "I have a boyfriend in Riventhal, so I cannot accept Prince Taylor’s affection."

"Oh?" The princess lifted the teapot, glanced at her briefly, then retracted her gaze and continued pouring tea, "Since you’re so principled, then why did you accept the King’s affection?"

"What?" Jocelyn Morgan thought she was hallucinating for a moment and didn’t quite understand the meaning of this comment.

Because she misunderstood the point, Jocelyn never even thought of it.

Catherine put down the teapot and sat upright, making no further invitation for her to sit, but simply raised her eyes again to look at the young woman standing not far away.

But this time, her somber black eyes carried scrutiny, "Don’t pretend to be ignorant, though I invited you here, let’s lay it out clearly."

Obviously, the princess was displeased, even suppressing a strong anger.

This expression and demeanor, Jocelyn often wrote about in her novels, was exactly the type where anger couldn’t be released, there was some forbearance, and some considerations, even her gaze grew colder and heavier.

"Jocelyn Morgan, I know you’re CEO Kingston’s sister, but it’s wrong for you to compete with me for my husband here." Catherine withdrew her gaze, picked up the teacup, and took a leisurely sip, "Though the King is of ill health and older, he’s not muddle-headed."

Now Jocelyn Morgan finally understood, this misunderstanding... really... left her speechless!

Jocelyn Morgan internally criticized Catherine’s character, not as someone with low emotional intelligence, but definitely low IQ.

"Princess, just because Prince Taylor is clinging to me, the King said she’s not doing her duty properly and sent him away, do you think I’m involved with the King? Is that what you mean?"

Catherine responded to her with a look.

Jocelyn Morgan really wanted to laugh, but she had to respect the princess’s status, so she sincerely and earnestly explained, "This is a misunderstanding, I’m not that kind of person, and neither is the King."

Looking at her seriously emphasizing appearance, it didn’t seem like she was lying.

Catherine glanced at her, "Whether true or not, dining with the King is a fact, it’s already overstepping, I hope you can stop this behavior!"

The princess’s anger wouldn’t benefit anyone, and the food samples were already obtained.

Thus, Jocelyn Morgan readily agreed, "Alright."

Catherine was surprised, how come she was so obedient this time?