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Chapter 1592 The Queen Mother Panicked

Dylan's voice sounded at this critical moment. “Stop right there!"*

The queen mother stared at Dylan as he approached her.

Although they were mother and son, they had not met since Dylan's birthday party.

If not for this matter concerning authority, the queen mother would never initiate a meeting with Dylan. After all, she was his

mother. Since her son refused to see her, she figured there was no reason for her to take the initiative to see him.

“He is my subordinate. No one is allowed to hurt him!"* Dylan said sternly.

The queen mother noticed that Dylan had not even spared her a glance from the moment he arrived and instantly burst into fury.

“Dylan, where are your manners?’ The queen mother looked at him, rage blazing in her gaze. “How can you not bow and greet

your mother?”

Dylan looked at the queen mother solemnly. He no longer knew how he should feel about her.

The queen mother was a devoted mother before he went to Chanaea and before his father passed away. It did not matter what he

wanted or what he wished to do, for she would always do everything within her power to help him.

Soon, however, everything changed. Not only did the queen mother faked an illness to trick him into returning and marrying

someone, but she also used shocking means to gain control of Turlen after his father’s passing

Dylan had only recently regained sof the power from the queen mother’s hand, and that angered her so much that she came

to look for him.

“Mother.” Dylan bowed and asked, “Why did you barge in here? What's the purpose of your visit?"

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The queen mother turned sullen as she regarded the son she had raised. She did not believe he was clueless about the reason she

chere.

“Do you really not know why I'm here?’* the queen mother asked grimly.

Naturally, Dylan knew why she was here, but he pretended not to. He wanted her to voice out the reason herself.

“I can’t read your mind, Mother. How would | know why you're here?’* Dylan narrowed his eyes and said unhurriedly.

Dylan's response angered the queen mother, prompting her to glare at him viciously.

‘Are you rebelling against me?’* She looked at him and said coldly, “What are you up to?"

Even though Dylan was her biological son, she could not allow him to snatch her authority. She would not let anyone who dared to

oppose her off.

“Mother, who are you accusing of rebelling?”* Dylan's expression turned solemn as he looked at the queen mother. “Don’t forget. |

am the king, and you are the queen mother. Since ancient times, it was the king who held power. You should be content that you

get to enjoy the years of authority you had,” Dylan said.

The queen mother did not expect Dylan to dare to speak to her this way. It infuriated her so much that she staggered a step

backward.

‘Since you insist on opposing me, let's see who among us shall win then!"* The queen mother left furiously after saying that.

Dylan finally breathed a sigh of relief after she left. It was his first tspeaking to his mother in such a harsh tone. His back was

already drenched in cold sweat.

Sybil watched as the queen mother walked away. Then, he turned to Dylan and asked, ‘Your Majesty, did what happened these few

days cause the queen mother to panic?”

Dylan nodded. If she is not panicking, why would she chere on her own initiative?

The queen mother immediately returned to her place. Monisha saw her fuming and quickly poured her a glass of water.

The queen mother accepted the glass of water and took a sip. Then, she placed it on the table and looked ahead impassively. Since

you want to do this, | will no longer care that you are my son. There shall be no mercy for you.

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