"Your Highness?" Liam's eyes brightened as he caught sight of the slightly naïve yet endearing face that had suddenly appeared before everyone. His heart raced, and he blinked hard, realizing that what he saw was real.Yuliana bit her lip lightly, quickly glancing at Liam before looking away as if it had never happened. Liam had been the one who insisted they return to their previous relationship. Yet now, seeing Yuliana genuinely moving on, seemingly indifferent to him, he felt as though his heart was being pierced, the pain unbearable."Miley, why did you bring Her Highness here?" Jonah went up to them immediately. Miley's eyes twinkled. "Her Highness came over to help us out." At that, everyone gathered around her.Breathing heavily, Jasper urgently queried, "Your Highness, can you help us?" "I heard that Lyse has gone missing after being abducted by Kontina's master of all evil, Jameson." Yuliana's eyes were still swollen, and her gentle voice choked with emotion—she had
Jameson's expression gradually hardened, the warmth of the orange sunset in the rose garden unable to pierce the chill that now surrounded him.Alyssa, her lashes dampened by tears, glanced at the pebble at her feet before turning to Remy. He observed Alyssa's reddened, swollen eyes with a detached expression and took a loud, deliberate bite from his apple.Suddenly, a powerful urge surged within her. She trembled, gathering every ounce of strength to push herself upright, intending to walk toward Remy.With a loud crash, her wheelchair toppled over, sending her sprawling onto the soil."Lyse! Are you okay?" Jameson panicked, reaching out to lift her, but she shoved him away and screamed, "I don't need your help. I can manage on my own!"Gritting her teeth, Alyssa dug her hands into the earth, struggling to her feet. Though disheveled, she stood with fierce determination.Jameson watched in disbelief. He had injected her with a tranquilizer last night. Even though it was now
Remy, tall and imposing, bent down to pluck a random rose. He tore off a petal, placed it in his mouth, and chewed thoughtfully. "Sir wouldn't take her like some wild animal," he mused. "He'd make Ms. Alyssa fall for him willingly, bit by bit."Jameson shuddered.Alyssa, on the other hand, didn't feel overly terrified. More than that, she felt curious and suspicious. She even considered that being abducted by this so-called Sir might be better than remaining Jameson's prisoner. At least with Sir, she could get closer to the heart of evil and consequently have the chance to unmask the mastermind and bring them to justice. By contrast, staying with Jameson left her feeling powerless. Despite his dignified, accomplished façade, he was nothing more than Sir's loyal watchdog.And with Remy's arrival, Alyssa sensed something big was coming. Whether they acted or not, Jameson's usefulness was at its end.…Night fell, and the sea's waves rose and fell with it.After years of living as
Due to Alyssa's ambush, Remy was caught off guard. His collar was ripped apart, revealing his broad, muscular shoulder.A birthmark! Damien had a light pink birthmark, about the size of a quarter, on the back of his left shoulder.But just as a spark of hope ignited in Alyssa's eyes, it was quickly extinguished. Remy had no birthmark on his left shoulder. Instead, through her tear-blurred vision, she saw a long, terrifying scar as wide as two fingers. The scar snaked down from his shoulder like a cruel serpent.As a surgeon who had served on battlefield rescue missions with Doctors Without Borders, the sight of such a severe scar made her blood run cold.With one look, she knew this wasn't just any ordinary knife wound. It looked more like a wound from an explosion, with skin stitched back together after devastating injuries.Could it be…Alyssa felt a sharp pain in her wrists, and her world spun. When she regained consciousness, Remy had pinned her to the couch, her wrists hel
With a soft click, Remy opened a hidden compartment in the necklace. In it was a black-colored pill. He took it out, put it in his mouth, and swallowed it. Alyssa's voice in his head gradually faded away.For over a year, he hadn't needed any medication to ease his headaches. He thought he'd never have to take it again.…Meanwhile, Jameson clutched a medical report in his study room. His handsome face was ashen, his sharp eyes bloodshot."Mr. Schmidt, your current health isn't looking good," his private physician hesitated, standing by his side. "The medical facilities on this island are limited. They might not be enough if your condition suddenly worsens. I suggest you go to a proper hospital soon, within this month. Treatment there might help ease your condition."Jameson's pale, chapped lips uttered, "Can vigorous treatment cure me?"The doctor looked down, hesitating."My disease is incurable, and I don't have long to live, do I?" Jameson forced a smile. A mix of emptin
As night fell, fierce winds swept over the pitch-black skies, pressing down heavily on the endless sea. The surging waves hinted at an impending storm, with all life rising and falling as though it could be consumed, crushed, and destroyed at any moment. Waves crashed against the beach on Rose Island.Alyssa didn't have time to change out of her fiery red dress before scrambling into the helicopter parked on the shore. Though she had regained some energy, her body remained weak. But she knew she couldn't afford to hesitate. Jameson hadn't come with her next tranquilizer shot tonight. This was her one chance to escape!The memory of flying a helicopter was faint, buried in the past, but she had to try. She had to fight with everything she had, even if it meant death.Alyssa slipped into the cockpit, her breath caught in her throat. The red dress she wore was soaked in cold sweat. She checked the fuel gauge, started the ignition, and the helicopter's blades began to rotate."Alys
Tears welled up in Alyssa's eyes as she clung desperately to Remy's shirt, wrinkling it in her grip. "I miss Dad and my brothers. I miss Jasper… Please let me go home… Okay? Please…"Remy listened in silence, his steps firm and unyielding, offering no response."Return Lyse to me!" Jameson, unaware of how he looked, chased after them frantically and blocked Remy's path, his eyes bloodshot with desperation."You haven't married Ms. Alyssa yet. Technically, she's not yours." Remy stared at Jameson's pale face, his gaze calm and unbothered. "And if I handed her to you, do you think you could carry her?"Jameson trembled, his weak body betraying him as he withdrew his shaking hands.Though Alyssa was physically and mentally drained, her mind was unusually clear after the recent shock. Remy's words hinted at something deeper. Was Jameson's body deteriorating to the point of collapse?The sea breeze was growing stronger, howling through the night.Remy continued walking, holding Alyss
"What's wrong, Jonah? Is something on your mind?" Seeing that they were alone, Jasper seized the chance to approach Jonah. His gaze was firm as he pressed on, "Did something happen when you were in the palace?"Everyone's overwhelmed by Lyse's situation. The psychological pressure on you must be just as intense, maybe even more than the rest of us."Jonah met Jasper's concerned gaze, feeling moved. "Jasper, I really appreciate you noticing how I'm feeling, even at a time like this." "Don't say that, Jonah. We're family. To me, you and Lyse are equally important." Since losing contact with Alyssa, Jasper had been restless, plagued by sleepless nights and a constant state of anxiety. Every shift in the moods of those around him only magnified his own stress, making him hypersensitive and on edge. "What really happened?""To be honest, not much." Jonah pursed his lips. "After entering the palace, I met the king. He was kind and friendly, giving me a personal tour. We even dined tog