Substitute Bride: Utterly Pampered by Her Billionaire Husband Chapter 618: My Crown Princess Consort

Titus Ashworth’s ears imdiately rang. Had he said those words? He instantly reached out and forcefully covered Consort linda’s mouth. "linda, have you lost your mind? I didn’t say those things!"

Consort linda was already scared out of her wits. At this mont, she dared to say anything, she just wanted Kyle Ashworth to save her, to save the twins in her belly.

In any case, Kyle Ashworth was destined to be the ruler, and the twins she carried were his eldest sons. What was there to fear? She feared nothing, hahahaha!

"Kyle Ashworth!" At this mont, a snarling roar erupted beside them.

Kyle Ashworth looked up, only to see Titus Ashworth charging over in a fury and then, with a raised hand, slapped him directly across the face.

Unprepared, Kyle Ashworth was knocked to the ground. He tasted sothing tallic in his throat and imdiately spat out a mouthful of blood.

But the beating did not end there. Titus Ashworth raised his foot and viciously beat him. "Kyle Ashworth, you unfilial son, you rebellious scoundrel, I tolerated you playing with won, but now you even lay a finger on my woman. Do I an nothing to you?"

"Of course, I an nothing to you. You can’t wait for to die so you can take the throne. Then you’d spend my money and sleep with my won, wouldn’t you? I must have been blind to have doted on you all these years, you useless wretch!"

Kyle Ashworth cried out as he was beaten, sobbing, "Father, Father, I was wrong. Please stop hitting , it hurts so much!"

At this ti, Consort linda rushed over, trying to pull Titus Ashworth away, "Leave him alone, don’t hit Prince Kyle."

It was like adding fuel to the fire. Titus Ashworth, seething with rage, cursed fiercely, "You harlot, soone co, take her away and beat her to death!"

Titus Ashworth shoved Consort linda. She stumbled backward, her high and round belly instantly hitting the sharp edge of the table.

Ah!

Consort linda let out a sharp scream. She felt a gush of hot blood burst forth, imdiately soaking her clothes.

Consort linda touched it with her hand, it was blood, nothing but blood!

Her belly hurt so much!

Consort linda instantly broke out in a cold sweat from the pain, collapsing to the ground, begging in agony, "Save , soone, help , I’m having a miscarriage! This ti, it’s happening for real!"

Initially, Consort linda had faked a miscarriage, but who would have thought it would turn into a real one in the end, turning fiction into reality.

No one had any sympathy for Consort linda and Kyle Ashworth, instead, they pointed and comnted,

The royal family is such a ss; the son slept with his father’s woman, making a fool of the father.

Originally, carrying twins was considered an auspicious sign for The State of Westria, but now it was clear this was just a joke.

Titus Ashworth prided himself on maintaining face. He, too, overheard these comnts. Initially, he was proud when Consort linda was pregnant, believing himself extrely competent in fathering a child at his age. When it was confird she was having twins, he was even more elated.

Now, not only did he wear a green hat, but it was as if a lush green adow adorned his head, and who knows what kind of gossip would follow. He had beco the biggest joke in Westria.

Titus Ashworth vented all his anger on Kyle Ashworth, beating and kicking him vigorously. Soon, Kyle Ashworth lay weakly on the ground.

The person most tornted inwardly was Consort Willow. Over the past two days, her children, lody and Kyle Ashworth, consecutively faced troubles, leaving her deeply wounded.

Now, it seed that Kyle Ashworth’s position as Crown Prince was no longer secure.

Consort Willow was a very clever woman and understood restraint. At this ti, she dared not step forward, only able to watch helplessly as her son was beaten nearly to death.

Exhausted from the beating, Titus Ashworth was panting heavily, soaked with sweat, while Kyle Ashworth, bloodied all over, lay weakly on the ground, barely hanging on, still pleading, "Fath...Father, please...stop beating..."

At this ti, soone stepped forward,

"Ruler, Prince Kyle cannot bear the great responsibility and has committed serious transgressions, dishonoring the royal family. Why not exile him to the remote and frigid border, let him endure hardships for a few years before returning."

"Ruler, The King of Nine Peaks has achieved brilliant military successes over the years and was conferred as a Seven-Pearl Prince in his youth. Now, with such a virtuous wife as the Princess of Alani, we urge the Ruler to appoint The King of Nine Peaks as the Crown Prince."

"Ruler, recent royal scandals have occurred one after another, causing public opinion to decline sharply. There is talk that Consort Willow has maintained her favor over the years due to the Bewitching Technique. It’s now confird that she drugged the Ruler, draining your vitality. We implore the Ruler to imdiately banish Consort Willow to the Cold Palace, cleanse the unhealthy atmosphere, and restore the royal family’s reputation!"

Consort Willow realized it was a lost cause today. She had plotted for so long, poured her efforts over many years, all waiting for this day to contend with Alani, but she lost so completely, so easily.

At this mont, Consort Willow felt a chilling gaze fall upon her. She looked up and saw Titus Ashworth staring at her, a gaze that sent shivers down her spine.

She had been coaxing Titus Ashworth into taking dicine, claiming it would prolong his life and allow him to experience eternal bliss, but Seraphina Linden had already exposed her lies, putting Titus Ashworth on alert. In that mont, Consort Willow saw ruthless murderous intent in Titus Ashworth’s eyes.

Consort Willow’s face turned pale.

At this mont, Titus Ashworth spoke, "Soone, take that rebellious son Kyle Ashworth away, exile him to the borders, never allow him to return to the capital without my summons."

Lying on the ground, Kyle Ashworth couldn’t believe his imperial path had co to an end. He painfully moved and struggled on the ground, begging, "Father, no, I...I don’t want to go to that...ghastly place at the border, Father..."

Kyle Ashworth wanted to say more, but a few guards quickly dragged him away.

At this point, Titus Ashworth looked at Consort Willow again and said, "Guards, send Consort Willow to the Cold Palace, and from this mont on, officially announce The King of Nine Peaks as the Crown Prince, declare it to the world."

"The Ruler is wise!"

Consort Willow felt icy cold all over. In this battle today, she fell from the exalted position of a favored consort to the depths of the abyss, losing everything she had long planned for. However, she was not going to let it end like this!

Consort Willow was taken away in silence, without struggling. Serena Sterling stood in place, watching the departing figures of Consort Willow and Kyle Ashworth, smiling slightly, "The King of Nine Peaks, congratulations on ascending to the position of Crown Prince. I have delivered my second gift, are you satisfied?"

Axel Ashworth looked at Serena Sterling’s stunning face and replied, "I am very satisfied, my Crown Princess Consort."

...

Consort Willow was banished to the Cold Palace. Soon after, the door to the Cold Palace was pushed open; soone had arrived.

Outside, soone respectfully said, "Crown Princess Consort."

Crown Princess Consort?

Who is the Crown Princess Consort?

Consort Willow lifted her eyes and saw a refined figure walk in. The person wore a black cloak, lifted a small hand to remove the black hat, revealing the exquisite face of Serena Sterling.