"I choose Isabella as the acting ruler."
Her words took Armand and the others by surprise.
"Y-You're choosing Concubine Isabella?" Armand exclaimed.
Melinda nodded slightly.
"That's right. Is there a problem?"
Armand was at a loss for words.
Blame her?
Of course not. He couldn't do that. After all, everyone had the right to choose freely.
"M-Melinda, are you stupid!?"
Clarisse couldn't contain her anger and snapped, "How could you possibly choose Isabella over me!? I'm far more deserving of becoming the acting ruler than she is!"
She pointed at Isabella, who was standing beside her.
Isabella remained unfazed by the blatant taunt.
Melinda smiled faintly.
"At least between the two of you, Isabella is the better choice. Besides, it's up to me who I choose, isn't it? What right do you have to tell me what to do?"
