t deep and heavy, yet had a compelling force. His sentences were romantic, while had a peculiar kind of incitement.

However, at this moment, Edith was in no mood for listening to his speech.

"A baby-faced leader!" A middle-aged senator in their back row sighed amusedly. "Is he really twenty-five? Could he have lied about his age, too eager to make a name for himself?"

"This guy looks like a courtier a noblewoman would dote on! But does he even like women?" The person next to him snickered, the words carrying a more malicious tone.

"Watch your words, citizens," Philippe couldn''t help turning around and interrupting them sternly.

The back row fell silent.

Edith breathed a sigh of relief and, together with Margot, cast a grateful glance at her cousin.

The speech ended, and the audience erupted into thunderous applause. The host gave a brief summary, and a representative requested that the speech be printed immediately.

"Let''s go and intercept him before he leaves," Philippe stood up first, urging the others.

"Aunt, Cousin, you go ahead. I think I need to hurry to help Citizeness Desmoulins proofread today''s manuscript," Edith said, her heart beating fast as she turned and hurried away.

Margot looked kind of surprised but soon showed understanding. There was always a subtle understanding between the two vastly different sisters.

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The diminutive Aunt Adele was the first to rush forward and intercept the speaker in the hallway.

"Monsieur Quenet...I mean, Ci