Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities

Chapter 1792 Rowan Is Going To Be The King

Chapter 1792 Rowan is going to be the king

Monica's mind was clear, she had thought for a long time when she had just arrived, and these views

had also been approved by Tristan.

Of course, Newson also agreed, "Ms. Swain, this idea is very good, so we can exclude the plan for the

church wedding."

"Are there any quiet and elegant cafes in Arkpool City? A larger space, perhaps we could book the

whole place," Monica suggested.

"Yes, there are." Newson, being in this line of work, was certainly well-informed. "Currently, there are

three that Ms. Swain should be quite satisfied with. Should I take you to see them in person?"

Monica glanced at Tristan, "Should we go? Are you in a hurry to get back to the company?"

Tristan smiled, "Not in a hurry. Let's go now. We can discuss the specific details on the way. There are

many details we need to go over."

"Alright."

The three of them then stood up with the planning documents in hand, chatting as they walked. They

even discussed the selection of wedding dresses and suits, as well as the beverages to be used at the

banquet.

Yes, Tristan and Monica had already begun secretly planning the wedding for Algerone and Belinda.

They planned to wait until Belinda was out of the hospital to arrange this! They wanted to give them a

surprise directly! Algerone didn't need to prepare anything, as he had also been working hard during

this time.

In the hospital, Algerone was meticulously taking care of Belinda, pouring tea for her, telling her stories,

and chatting about things between old classmates, occasionally stirring up her deeply hidden

memories.

Watching the wrinkles at the corners of Algerone's eyes as he smiled, Belinda sat leaning against the

head of the bed, filled with emotion.

Time flies.

Lu Layeka, this bustling wealthy country, had suddenly reached the 28th. King Bertie's body had fully

recovered under the effect of medication, and he had also gained a few pounds during this time. His

overall condition and complexion were very good.

The grand ceremony for the succession of the new king would be held today at the Ouyi Cathedral,

with all the important members of the royal family in attendance, as well as important leaders from

neighboring and friendly countries.

The ceremony had gone through a rehearsal, and the scene was still particularly spectacular.

Ivan and Jennifer had arrived with Finnley yesterday, and they were accommodated in the royal palace

and treated with great hospitality.

The siblings had also met. Finnley had seen Rowan and the king.

Rowan's coronation ceremony was solemn and grand. Finnley, who was well-traveled, was stunned by

the atmosphere. This scene was even more magnificent than what he had seen in TV dramas.

He stood by his sister's side. Claire was wearing a fitted purple dress, her hair tied in a ponytail, with

delicate makeup. It was easy to see her nervousness and excitement.

Ivan had his arm around Jennifer's shoulder, both of them were also dressed in finery, feeling very

excited inside, and were also happy for Rowan.

Queen Catherine was accompanying the king. They were both very formally and splendidly dressed,

wearing hats that were only worn on the most important occasions.

Catherine had a refined and dignified makeup, exuding a commanding presence, holding the king's

arm, her expression calm on the surface, but with a hint of complexity inside.

She had fantasized about this day countless times, but it was her son who was completing the

coronation ceremony.

To say that there was no inner conflict would be false. There was some, after all, she was a mother,

and no mother would not consider her child's feelings.

Today, Taylor looked like a child, dressed very formally, and even wore the latest custom-made shoes.

He looked very proper today, not one to joke around, strictly adhering to the etiquette, a far cry from his

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Julie was still wearing a military uniform, paired with white boots. She felt some reluctance inside but

had already compromised.

Prince Louis inheriting the throne was the people's choice, it was in line with the public opinion. The

king's body had fully recovered and his strength was still there. Anyone who tried to obstruct this might

be stripped of their royal title, the royal physician being the best example.

Everyone knew that this move was a bit of a warning to others.