Chapter 280

• As Charlotte prepared to leave, I called Fiona over and quietly asked her to fetch a jar of royal jelly the one Charlotte favored. Her persistent cough worsened in colder weather, and I had often sent her jars to help ease it.
• At first, Charlotte declined the offer, but I smiled knowingly and said, “If you refuse, it feels like you’re rejecting my goodwill. And if that’s the case, then I can’t accept your gifts either.” I gestured for Fiona to take back the gold bracelets.
• “Oh, fine,” Charlotte relented, taking the jar. “I keep taking your things I’m losing all sense of shame.”