I am the only one who practices magic: I practice magic in the city

Chapter 553 I am the true king (6000 words)
If you look down on Paris from the sky, the city looks like a giant Bagua (Eight Trigrams) formation.

Of all the world's major cities, Paris has the fewest skyscrapers.

Within the city limits of Paris's twenty arrondissements, except for some newly developed mid- to high-rise buildings in the northeastern arrondissements (17th to 19th), the skylines of other arrondissements are almost all below thirty meters.

There is only one building in all of Paris that is over 200 meters tall.

Especially in districts one through eight, most buildings are less than thirty meters tall, and almost all the blocks are rows of stone houses with only five or six stories.

The Place Athena, located in the 8th arrondissement of Paris, is no exception.

"Wow~"

Kim Kardashian opened the window, and the slightly chilly air outside rushed into the 130-square-meter haute couture Eiffel Suite on the fifth floor.

The dazzling lights on the Eiffel Tower outside the window are particularly eye-catching.

“This room is really nice.” Kim Kardashian stood by the window, turned around, and struck a pose in front of the decorative mirror on the wall.

A bald, black man in his thirties, about 1.8 meters tall, and Queen Chris were discussing something near the dining table, each holding a notebook.

Corriganble, Chris's lover.

Kendall leaned back on the sofa, flipping through fashion magazines in the room with a restless expression. Her two long, crossed legs were longer than Luo Ziming's life.

Kendall glanced at Kim Kardashian's back by the window and said casually, "I didn't expect you guys to book here too. I thought you'd stay in Puertares."

Kim Kardashian turned around abruptly, a faint smile on her face, and sat down on the single sofa next to Kendall.

"My dear sister, have you forgotten that I was robbed there just two months ago?"

Kendall flipped through the magazine: "It's not that I forgot, it's that you forgot, right? I thought you weren't coming to Paris anytime soon."

"You seem quite unhappy that I came to the show," Kim Kardashian said with a smile. "But..."

Before she could finish speaking, her eyes suddenly turned cold, and she stretched out her arm, "Slap!"

Kendall Jenner's fashion magazine was knocked to the ground by Kim Kardashian.

"What are you doing?" Kendall looked up at Kim Kardashian angrily, only to see that Kim Kardashian had instantly transformed into the bitch face that she had been most afraid of since childhood.

Everyone who has met my second sister thinks she is very gentle, empathetic, emotionally intelligent, full of affection and responsibility for her family, and very generous. She is willing to help her family and friends and never complains even when she suffers a loss.

But she knew that Kim Kardashian was the one in the family who resembled Kris the most!
Behind every glimmer of warmth lies a chilling calculation.

What outsiders perceive as generosity is simply because she is too lazy to fuss over many small things.

However, if her core interests are truly violated, Kim Kardashian will not hesitate to turn against them and will use every means to completely suppress them.

Just like how she edited Taylor Swift's phone recordings, cyberbullying Taylor is like a viper.

If Taylor Swift hadn't released the unedited original recording to clarify the matter, she would have been seriously injured, if not killed.

"What are you doing? You've been riding high these past two months, haven't you? It must feel great to have the whole family revolving around you, right?"

Kim Kardashian crossed her arms, her front bulging, her chin slightly raised, her lips slightly pouting, the corners of her mouth downturned, and her slightly narrowed eyes seemed somewhat nonchalant, yet a hint of disdain was revealed in her gaze.

Chris glanced at the two sisters but didn't react, continuing her hushed conversation with Corrigan.

“I am not you,” Kendall retorted. “I don’t live off editing and trending topics. I have my own path.”

"Your own path?" Kim Kardashian asked as if she had heard the biggest joke in the world, picking up the hotel welcome card from the table and waving it around.

"Go your own way. Can you even stay here?"

"Everything you wear, use, live in, and drive—wasn't it all obtained through your family's resources? What right do you have to say 'your own path'?"

"Besides, this 'path of your own' was given to you by Chris and me! Do you think you earned it yourself?"

"Do you think that by hooking up with some Asian pretty boy, you can hold your head high in front of me?"

"It's ridiculous."

Kendall suddenly sneered and picked up the magazine from the ground: "And who gave you your path?"

"If Giss hadn't sent you to London, would you be standing in front of me like this today? Before your affair with that 'Prince' came to light, did you think about the impact it would have on the rest of us?"

"No, you don't have any at all. All you want is your traffic!"

"Have you ever considered that if this news had broken a day earlier, Victoria's Secret would have replaced me!"

"I have absolutely no interest in stealing your thunder! I don't need your help, but at least please don't bother me, okay?"

"Finally, you should think carefully about how to explain this to Kanye!"

"Do you think that just because William approves your sex, you can have the prefix 'royal' added to it? That's ridiculous."

Kim Kardashian's face flushed instantly, and she stood up abruptly, staring coldly at Kendall.

"I think you've forgotten how to talk to me."

The next moment, she suddenly raised her hand and slapped Kendall across the face!
With a snap, Kendall Jenner grabbed Kim Kardashian's wrist.

"You... let go!" Kim Kardashian's expression changed, and she tried to pull it off twice, but she couldn't budge it at all.

"Kendou, release the gold."

Corrigan, who was sitting at the table, interrupted his conversation with Chris, stood up, and with a deep baritone voice, reached out to pull Kendall's arm.

A flicker of disgust crossed Kendall's eyes.

This black man must be the person she hates the most.

She never believed that Corey truly loved Chris. There must have been an agreement between them: Chris paid him money to play the role of a lover.

If that's all there is to it, Kendall can understand, since all the family relationships in the Kardashians are built on the camera.

But the problem was, she always felt that Corey wasn't just after the money. This black man had a gloomy personality and seemed to always be doing some kind of shady business behind the scenes.

She couldn't understand why her mother would associate with such a person.

Corrigan tugged at Kendall's arm twice, but couldn't pry her hands off. Although he didn't use his full strength, he still looked at Kendall with surprise.

She had previously tried to break up Kendall Jenner and Kylie Jenner when they had a physical altercation, and easily separated them.

When did Kendall become so strong?
With Corrigan's sudden pull, Kendall gripped even tighter, causing Kim Kardashian to let out a cry of pain.

"Stop!" Queen Mother Chris Jenner shouted angrily. "Have you all forgotten that we are family today?! Have you forgotten why we are gathered here today?"

"Kendall, let go of the gold!"

"Corey, bring them both over here!"

Hearing Chris get angry, Kendall pursed her lips and reluctantly let go of Kim Kardashian.

Kim Kardashian rubbed her wrist, gave her sister a cold look, and then, twisting the large drum, sat down next to Chris.

This was a standard twelve-person long dining table, and Corey sat down next to Kendall after she took her seat.

Kendall subtly shifted her chair, creating a small distance between herself and Corrigan.

"King and William's affair was exposed by Dan Wootton. Originally, I wanted to leak the news to the media through some channels when season 13 aired, and release the relevant material when season 14 aired."

"This will not only boost the ratings for season 13, but also give season 14 more attention."

“But now, because this ‘relationship’ has been exposed prematurely, we have to change our original filming plans. I’m going to spend 70% of the remaining month’s budget in London.”

Queen Mother Chris fiddled with the ballpoint pen in her hand and looked at her two daughters.

Kendall's eyes gleamed.

As expected, Chris already knew about Kim and William's affair.

It seems Corey already knew.

No, now that I think about it, Kelly went to London the week before last, and came back acting all mysterious, so she must have found out something.

Am I the last one to know?
“I have no objection.” Kim Kardashian, who clearly already knew, shrugged without a second thought.

"I have no objection either." Kendall tossed her hair indifferently, took off the rubber headband from her hair, and put it on her wrist.

"I'll be very busy next month, so I can't guarantee when I'll be on camera."

She never liked appearing on family variety shows. If it weren't for the contract, she would have to guarantee a minimum amount of screen time each season, otherwise she wouldn't want to show her face at all.

While she was playing at Gigi Hadid's house, Gigi Hadid's mother, Yolanda, subtly criticized her, saying that she would know how important KUWTK was to her in the future, and that she would realize this responsibility sooner or later.

Gigi's mother, Yolanda, remarried David Foster, whose ex-wife, Linda Thompson, was also the ex-wife of Kendall Jenner's father, Bruce Jenner.

She and Gigi are not just friends, but also step-sisters.

Stepsister, hmm, something strange seems to have gotten mixed in.

Kendall actually felt that Yolanda's criticisms had merit, but some things can only be truly understood through experience. Therefore, although she knew that Chris was shifting the focus of the family business back to Kim because of Kim's scandal, she didn't object; in fact, she felt quite relieved.

“No, Kendall, you’re going to London too.” Chris turned her pen upside down and tapped the table with the cap.

Kendall was stunned: "Why!?"

“Because we are family,” Chris said calmly, looking at Kendall.

"The rumors about Kim and William will definitely be seen by the public as Kim seducing William. The main focus going forward is how we can help Kim get through this terrible cyberbullying. In this process, each of us needs to have our own role."

"As for you, the Victoria's Secret supermodel put aside her career and went to London to take care of her sister who was misunderstood and cyberbullied, giving her the strength to keep going. That's your story."

"Furthermore, we will use various pieces of evidence to show that it was not Kim who seduced William, but rather William who took the initiative to ask Kim out."

Kendall was almost laughing in anger. She slammed her hand on the table, her headband nearly flying off: "Are you serious? William asked Kim out on his own initiative? Mom, didn't you say before that this kind of forceful approach would only backfire?"

Chris shook her head slightly: "It's not a fabrication, it's a fact, and we have evidence."

It's a fact, and there's evidence to back it up?

Kendall Jenner stared in disbelief and couldn't help but glance at Kim Kardashian.

Why would someone choose to eat fried stinky tofu over Michelin-starred restaurants and state banquets?
Or is it that kind of stinky tofu soaked in fecal water?

Is Prince William sick?

Kim Kardashian proudly puffed out her chest, playing with her hair with her little finger.

This is a prince!
His Highness the Prince of the Great Anglo-Saxon Empire, the future King of Anglo-Saxon! The noblest of blood in the world!
To those so-called socialites who look down on me, have you ever slept with a prince?

Especially that arrogant Hilton, you can't even get an invitation to a dinner party from the royal family, but I've already talked to the Crown Prince several times!

Women are different from men; women spend their lives pursuing so-called emotional value.

The so-called emotional value is about "saving face" in front of your best friend.

This kind of "face" is different from the "face" that men have in society. It's a kind of "I'm better off than you, my man is better off than your man, and I'm more charming than you" kind of friendship.

Women don't care much about public opinion, but they care a lot about comparisons with those around them.

Especially in the realm of intimate relationships, some women highly anchor the success or failure of intimate relationships to their own value.

Therefore, many women's dissatisfaction with their partners does not stem from actual treatment, but from the loss of emotional superiority they feel when comparing themselves to their girlfriends.

To put it bluntly, it's all about making my best friend envious.

Therefore, if a man wants to gain a loyal partner and doesn't want to use PUA-style oppressive training, there is only one way: to make her gain enough advantage in the "comparison mentality" with her best friend.

This advantage doesn't necessarily mean satisfying her material needs, but rather satisfying her sense of "worthiness".

For example, some men rent luxury cars to pick up girls, and they don't spend a penny on renting the cars, so why is their success rate so high?

It's because he satisfied women's sense of "worthiness".

Even if she suspects that the luxury car you're driving is rented, as long as she sits in it, takes a picture, and posts it on her WeChat Moments, she'll already feel a sense of superiority, like "I'm more sophisticated than Wang Li and Li Na," and thus be willing to have an intimate relationship with the young man who rented the car.

On the contrary, what men value more is actually "decency".

Compared to women who place more importance on their close friends' evaluations and comparisons of their intimate relationships, men's "face" leans more towards social achievements, and they are less inclined to regard the failure of intimate relationships as a denial of their own value.

That's why there are scammers who have impersonated high-ranking officials in Xingao for many years, but don't cheat anyone out of a single penny. Instead, they introduce investment opportunities to the local area.

There are countless people in society who impersonate soldiers, police officers, and clerks.

Even Kim Kardashian, who is most focused on practical benefits, is not immune to this difference in mindset.

Haha, Kendall, you think you're so great just because you took down Fangis in Lorraine, huh?

I've won over His Highness the Prince! The future King!

"But...but..." Kendall stammered, "I've already made plans with Geese..."

“Reject it!” Chris said casually. “Now everything should revolve around Kim and William.”

Kendall raised her eyebrows slightly: "I can go to London before Christmas to help with the shoot, but after Christmas I have five engagements to attend, including a Vogue cover, so it's impossible for me to stay in London."

"Furthermore, I don't think there's any benefit to the whole family being involved in this scandal. It would only make our audience think we're opportunistic and trying to ride on the royal family's coattails for publicity."

“What others think is not important.” Chris waved her hand. “Besides, seasons 13 and 14 will not focus on the scandal between William and Kim, nor will they address it directly. Our focus will be on promoting family support and warmth.”

Not focusing on the scandal involving Kim and William? This doesn't fit the mother's usual practice of selling all her private life. Could it be that the royal family exerted pressure?

"King, you need to handle Kanye's situation well. Don't let him write songs and spout nonsense, and don't be a blabbermouth. Regarding the reason for your marriage breakdown, you can use the Taylor Swift incident as a reason. You can admit that you helped Kanye frame Taylor, but you must be careful that the reason for the framing is: you need to protect your husband and children."

Chris turned to Kim Kardashian and gave her a word of advice.

Kim Kardashian smiled casually and sweetly: "Of course, we have so much dirt on him, he won't talk nonsense. Even if he's a big mouth, we can continue to portray him as someone who talks nonsense without restraint. Our target audience won't believe him."

Kendall, seeing this, became even more suspicious: "Wait, Mom, I don't understand. Are you sure you're not trying to create a scandal between William and Kim?"

Chris smiled slightly: "Of course. We don't need to actively create this kind of scandal. Countless paparazzi will be watching the two of them closely. No matter where they are dating, someone will naturally break the news. All we have to do is not mention this on the show, but let this be the theme of the show."

Wherever the two of them go on a date?
You mean, Kim and William will do it again?
Are you guys crazy or am I crazy?

After such an incident, which was exposed by the media, how could William possibly see Kim again?
Let alone meeting, even if they were in the same city at the same time, except for London, William would definitely not go to avoid suspicion.

Kendall stared wide-eyed, as if she'd seen an alien.

Chris turned to Kim Kardashian and smiled indulgently: "Isn't that right, Your Highness?"

princess???????

Kendall Jenner is so shocked she doesn't even know how to spell it anymore.

Did she think she could become a princess after just one time?

Even if you pull the same videotape trick again, you still won't be able to marry into the royal family, let alone become Princess William.

Don't you have any sense of your own reputation?
Plus, with your Black children, even if William and Kate divorce, even if William loses his position as the heir apparent, you still can't marry into the family!

Are you out of your mind?
"I have no interest in being a princess."

Kim Kardashian stretched and gave Kendall's instructions with an arrogant smile, seemingly unconcerned.

"However, I would be very interested if I could get those old-money ladies to curtsy to me and kiss my right hand."

As she spoke, Kim Kardashian stretched out her left hand, fingers spread, and admired the dazzling gemstone ring on her middle finger with a look of rapture.

Kendall's gaze then turned to the sapphire ring.

As a girl, she naturally pays a lot of attention to this kind of thing. She saw it when Kim Kardashian came in, but at that time she was in the middle of a competition, so she only glanced at it and didn't look at it much.

What a huge sapphire! It must be at least ten carats, and there's a ring of smaller diamonds around it...

Hmm, why does this ring look so familiar?

……and many more!
Could it be that……

How can this be! ?
This is the most famous piece of jewelry among Diana's belongings!
Wasn't this ring on Kate Middleton's wrist? How did it end up on Goldfingers' fingers?
How could William possibly give her that?
This is royal jewels!
No, no, no, this can't be genuine; it must be a fake!

Kendall Jenner may not know that CaO + H2O = Ca(OH)2, but her knowledge of jewelry and fashion is at least at the graduate level.

Kim Kardashian gestured with her chin at Kendall: "Recognized it? Haha, that's right, it's Diana's sapphire engagement ring. Kendall, now you understand the difference between us?"

"A rich kid like Fangis can only charm a young girl like you."

Kim Kardashian's lips curled into a sneer.

"Also, you can tell him that I can continue to help with his business with Harry, but at a higher price."

"Furthermore, if William waives his second-in-line right of succession and his son George succeeds him, we need a share in this deal. And I need the distribution rights for our own brand."

She raised her left hand and twirled the sapphire in the light: "I am the true queen."

The other three stared intently at the ring on Kim Kardashian's hand. Kim Kardashian narrowed her eyes, gazing with rapt attention at the sapphire's dazzling sparkle under the lights.

"Pah pah pah pah pah."

A round of applause broke out, followed by a deep, slightly mocking voice echoing in the living room.

“You’re ambitious, but why don’t you come and tell me yourself? You don’t need Kendall to relay the message.”

Kim Kardashian abruptly turned her head to the left and saw a tall figure sitting casually in a chair at the end of the dining table, her pupils contracting.

"Fangis!?"

"How will you be here?"

(End of this chapter)