Chapter 1579 - Freedom is Not in Your Dictionary
Taylor frowned in boredom and asked impatiently, "What's the matter?" He didn't pay much attention to
her, despite being the center of attention in front of his mother.
"Good day, Your Highness." Julie stood still in front of him, saluting respectfully and speaking coldly
and seriously, "The queen has something to discuss with you. Please accompany me to her
residence."
"What's the matter? Can't you tell me first?" Taylor showed little interest. "I'm tired and need to rest."
The woman had no extra expression on her face and replied respectfully, "It's an important matter, a
big matter, and it concerns you. The queen says you must go."
With his hands in his pockets, Taylor raised an eyebrow and sighed, "How big of a matter can it be? Is
the sky falling?" he quipped, but still started walking towards his mother's palace.
"Almost." Julie followed behind him.
Taylor glanced back at her and found it quite ridiculous! He couldn't believe the sky was falling Taylor
quickened his pace, and Julie followed suit, afraid that he might break his word and run away.
The Queen's palace was large, styled like a Western castle, outwardly magnificent but with a touch of
modernity inside.
Katharine, who had a passion for design, had made improvements to the castle's style. The king
favored her, so there was no resistance to her ideas. Her palace was the most fashionable among all
the palaces.
Two large peacock decorations adorned the entrance, adding beauty and significance.
Taylor's steps were fast, not because he was anxious, but because he wanted to shake off Julie.
He also wanted to quickly finish meeting his mother and then return to his own palace to sleep. He was
accustomed to a life of freedom and laziness.
Julie, who had always been agile in her steps, was having trouble keeping up with him. Fortunately, he
entered the Queen's palace, and she thought, "Finally, this ancestor has been found!"
"Mother! What do you want with me?!" As soon as Taylor entered the door, he rushed inside. Familiar
with the layout of this labyrinth-like luxurious house, he loudly shouted, "Mother! What do you want? I'm
here! Where are you?"
Guards and servants who heard his voice respectfully saluted, "Your Highness!"
"Where's my mother?" He stopped in a gray and white hall.
At that moment, Queen Katharine, dressed in splendid attire, emerged from the room and walked
slowly towards her son, her stern gaze fixed on him. "What are you shouting about?"
"What do you want with me?" Taylor asked directly, as if he wouldn't have come if his mother hadn't
called for him.
Their relationship was filled with both love and differences in opinion, after all, they were from different
generations.
Katharine stood in front of her son, her displeasure evident as she scrutinized him. "You're never seen,
always absent. Do you really not want to come to me?"
"It's not that I don't want to come, I just don't want you to worry too much. I've grown up, I need my own
freedom and space." He emphasized his needs once again.
"Freedom?" The woman seemed to find the word extremely amusing and burst into laughter. "Taylor,
have I ever told you? Since you were conceived in my womb, the word 'freedom' has never existed in
your dictionary."
"That's because it doesn't exist in your dictionary." Taylor retorted, "Freedom is the first word in my
dictionary." noveldrama
"You..." Katharine was infuriated.
Taylor asked, "Mother, what is it that you want from me?"
"Sit." Katharine's voice was icy cold as she sat down on the sofa and instructed the servants, "Leave
us."
"Yes."
Everyone saluted and left, and Julie, who had followed them in, turned and closed the door.
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