"Born in the Palace of Versailles?"
Samson was initially stunned, then his expression became excited. As a member of the Royalists within the Legitimate Dynasty faction, a rush of thrilling speculation flooded his mind.
"Are you... might you be a noble Bourbon?"
Great Dumas couldn't help but laugh heartily and said: "Unfortunately, Mr. Samson, you guessed wrong. He is not aligned with the Bourbons but is one of the leaders of the Bonaparte Party."
Upon hearing this, Samson's face turned pale at once, and his hand holding the coffee cup trembled so much that the coffee almost spilled all over the table. "What... did you say, a Bonaparte?"
Victor scrutinized Louis's appearance and instantly recalled the letter coconut trees sent him from London. He suddenly understood the true identity of the noble Bonaparte before him.
He humbly asked with a bowed head: "Are you the son of the 'Queen of the Netherlands in Paris'?"
Samson couldn't help but stand up and exclaimed: "Oh! My God!"
