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“Oh my! It’s the Princess!”

The only princesses in the story “Don’t Fight over Me, You Two Handsome Boys!” are Claude’s older sister and younger sister.

Moreover, they almost never appeared in the original story, not even once.

Even less than Chase, at least Chase was given a name and a face, but the princess was never given a single line of description.

But suddenly, here a Princess appeared.

This unexpected appearance made Iva turn her gaze away, and her expression hardened at the unexpected figure.

“No way.”

The person called the Princess was the female lead, Julian Lawrence.

With big, clear, rabbit-like eyes, fair skin, red lips, and an adorable nose. Accompanied by soft, fluffy cheeks and immaculate, clear facial features.

She was the kind of person whose smile was full of innocence and purity, making anyone fall in love with her.

This was definitely Julian, the woman who defeated Iva every time.

“It’s really the Princess?!”

“Indeed, it’s the Princess!”

But she looked nothing like her previous life.

She used to have long blonde hair and green eyes like a blade of grass.

But now, she had radiant silver hair and blue eyes, unmistakably displaying her royal lineage.

Julian, who appeared before everyone’s eyes, was not the daughter of Lawrence, but Julian Bergen Elihu, a member of the royal Bergen family.

“This can’t be real…”

Iva stared at her in disbelief, unable to comprehend the situation.

Julian confidently accepted all the attention and gracefully walked inside. Her eyes darted around as if looking for someone, and whenever she found the person her eyes widened with a smile.

The person she gave a sunny smile was, of course, him.

“Ray!”

Julian passed Iva in a flash and rushed into Ray’s arms, hugging him tightly from the waist.

Startled, Ray embraced her quickly to support her weight.

The scene was just like something from a novel, and Iva couldn’t help but look at them with a downcast expression.

“…Princess, there are a lot of onlookers.”

However, Ray pushed Julian away, giving Iva a look that almost seemed like he got caught cheating.

What’s with him? Why is he looking at me like that when he just fell for Julian? Iva felt confused by Ray’s bewildering gaze.

Ray managed to push Julian away, but she didn’t mind and held onto his hand firmly.

“I missed you so much. Ray, didn’t you miss me?”

“How did you come to the palace? Are you feeling better now?”

“I’ve recovered a lot, so I came to see His Majesty and Mother. I missed you so much, so when I heard you were here, I came right away.”

While Iva watched Julian from afar, she quietly approached Fel and asked.

“Fel, I’m a bit confused, so is Princess, His Highness Claude’s younger sister or older sister?”

She wanted to confirm once again whether Julian had truly become a royal.

“She’s his younger sister. She was born with a weak body and had to receive care. That’s why she couldn’t come to the capital often.”

“What was her name again?”

Fel answered with an expression that seemed to ask if she was even questioning the obvious.

“Julian Bergen Elihu.”

The name hasn’t changed. How on earth is the story unfolding like this?

In my three lifetimes, I always became Iva Blanche. I had always been reborn as the same person.

Even after being executed, I remain the same, so why did Julian, who survived unscathed, become a different character?

While Iva struggled with the bewildering situation, the atmosphere between Julian and Ray was heartwarming.

“It’s a relief to hear that the Princess has gotten better.”

“I think Ray’s concern played a big role in my recovery.”

Their affectionate conversation snapped Iva back to reality.

Whether Julian was Lawrence’s daughter or a Princess, it didn’t matter. Even if her character changed or she appeared as someone else, it didn’t concern Iva. If things got tangled, she would always be the one to die.

Iva decided to ignore the two and turned away from them.

“Young Lady.”

But suddenly, Julian approached and met her gaze head-on.

“Yes? Did you call me?”

“Yes, I called you Young Lady.'”

Julian’s direct gaze made Iva uncomfortable.

“I heard that everyone needs an invitation to attend this party. Is that true?”

“Yes, that’s correct.”

In our past life, we spoke politely to each other! Sometimes, I was the one who initiated the conversation!

Julian’s informal speech, which reflected her elevated status, irked Iva in a strange way.

“As you know, I just arrived at the palace, so I don’t have an invitation. But I still want to attend. Would that be a problem?”

She casually used her royal status as if it was a free pass. And without any hint of remorse or concern in her tone.

Then, what am I to those who wanted to attend but didn’t receive an invitation? 

Rules are rules, and I want to tell her to leave immediately, but she is no longer the Count’s daughter. Besides, it wouldn’t be a good idea to make my presence known to her here.

“Today’s party is only for those who have received invitations. But I assume the princess is here to see His Highness Claude?”

“Of course, to see my beloved brother and also to see Ray.”

Who wants to know if you came here to see Ray or not? It seems like their love is already blossoming

Hold it in, Iva. Blessed are those who endure. Let me just get a lot of money from Claude as compensation and leave this place.

“Well then, you are very welcome. You can certainly attend. After all, you are from the royal family, aren’t you? Hahaha.”

Iva forced the most awkward and stiff laugh she had in her three lifetimes.

“Here, take this.”

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