Adrian paused for a moment, then lifted his gaze to Alia, his eyes burning with determination. “Of course, I care about family and power, but that’s not what I truly seek.” He clenched his fists, his voice carrying an unshakable resolve. “Livia, I heard what you told me before. I know that as long as I am strong enough, I can be with Elise. She has no noble background, no prestigious surname, but if I gain enough power, I can marry her, and no one will be able to object.”He took a deep breath, his tone unwavering. “To achieve this goal, I must become stronger. I must claim the right to speak for my family.”Alia’s gaze flickered for a brief moment before the corners of her lips curved into a knowing smile, as if she had been waiting for this answer all along. She nodded slowly, satisfied.Elias, standing nearby, raised an eyebrow in mild surprise. He had initially thought Adrian was just another noble shackled by the constraints of his upbringing, but it turned out his ambition was d
Adrian held Elise tightly, as if afraid she might vanish from his embrace once more. His palm gently stroked her back, the warmth seeping through the fabric, carrying emotions too deep to put into words. He didn’t rush to speak, only lowered his head and looked at her carefully, as though engraving her image into his very soul.Elise’s face was still streaked with tears, her reddened eyes making her look like a delicate fawn that had just cried. She turned her face slightly away, lowering her head in embarrassment, her voice carrying a faint sob, “Don’t… don’t look at me like that…”Adrian let out a soft chuckle, his tone tender yet tinged with indulgence. “Why shouldn’t I? You don’t even know… what I’m thinking.” His voice was deep and hoarse, laced with exhaustion. “Do you have any idea how terrified I was when I heard what Livia said?”Elise’s heart clenched at his words. She reached out and clutched his sleeve, her eyes flashing with guilt. “I’m sorry… I never meant to deceive you
Livia solemnly pulled a neatly folded letter from her sleeve and casually tossed it onto the table. The family crest on the envelope was clearly visible.“Take a look at this.” Her tone was neither light nor heavy, yet it carried an undeniable weight.Adrian frowned, quickly stepped forward, and picked up the envelope. He tore it open and scanned the letter, his expression darkening bit by bit as his fingers tightened around the paper.“Are you alright?” Elise, noticing his reaction, couldn’t help but ask worriedly.Adrian’s voice was as cold as ice, flames of anger flickering in his eyes. “As expected, Father has found out about us.”Elise instinctively looked at Livia, who remained calm and nodded slightly. “That’s right. He sent this letter specifically to Elise. Not only is he aware of your relationship, but he has also made his stance very clear—”Adrian suddenly clenched the letter, fury surging in his gaze. “How could he?! What gives him the right to interfere in my life?! Love
During the days of Adrian’s disappearance, the family was embroiled in yet another storm.Lianna suddenly approached Edgar with a request to study abroad, a proposal that took him by surprise. His daughter had always been willful, yet she had never truly strayed far from the family—why was she now actively seeking to leave?“Why this sudden desire to go overseas?” Edgar sat in his study, his sharp gaze scrutinizing the girl before him. His eyes held a hint of suspicion.Lianna remained composed, a playful smile tugging at her lips, exuding the usual blend of youthful mischief and endearment. “Father, I’ve been in the family for too long. I want to see the world, broaden my horizons! That way, I can contribute even more to the family in the future, don’t you think?”Edgar took a slow sip of tea, not responding immediately. Instead, he studied her intently. “You’ve grown up here, surrounded by the family. Are you not afraid that life outside might be difficult for you?”“Of course not!”
The night was dark and quiet, like a thick, inky shadow. A woman dressed in black slipped silently through the shadows toward the castle ahead. The moonlight cast a faint glow on her slender figure, outlining her graceful shape even in the night. The castle was a classic piece of medieval European architecture, with tall, towering spires and thick stone walls that looked both grand and eerie. Alia smirked slightly, muttering to herself, “Doesn’t seem too hard. A place this big, and no guards in sight? This should be a piece of cake.”Even though she felt relaxed, Alia’s movements were precise and careful. She pulled out a detailed map of the castle from her bag, studying it in the dim light. With a confident nod, she silently slipped inside. Her eyes were sharp, quickly memorizing every hallway and corner. There were no guards, but infrared sensors were everywhere. Trained from a young age, Alia was more than used to these challenges. She moved skillfully, evading every sensor like a
“How…how can it be him…” Alia’s heart raced as she stared in disbelief. The gunshot from last night seemed to still echo in her ears, and the cold, unyielding face was vivid in her memory. Yet here was Marcellus, no longer ruthless and indifferent. His gaze was soft, almost tender, filled with a strange mix of love and unease, as if she were his most cherished treasure.“You… you…” Alia tried to speak, but her voice was hoarse. She forced herself to calm down, struggling to keep a steady expression. However, her wide eyes betrayed a sense of shock and fear she could not hide, and her trembling hands revealed the turmoil within her.Marcellus noticed her reaction, and with surprising gentleness, he lowered his head and held her hand firmly. “I know you’re still weak. Don’t worry. Whatever you want to say, you can tell me after you’ve rested.” His hand was warm and reassuring, conveying a comforting strength. But to Alia, this warmth only intensified her dread.Images from the night bef
Alia gracefully took a seat on the sofa across from him, masking her inner frustration with a gentle smile. Pretending to be a noble lady is truly exhausting. If I were in my original body, I could have leaped across the room in a few strides. Now, these legs are so weak, overly delicate. Despite her irritation, her face maintained an appearance of soft, elegant composure, her every gesture smooth and refined. She turned her head and softly instructed Elise, “Elise, could you bring some tea for Elias and me?”Elise nodded respectfully and left to prepare the tea.As soon as the door closed, Elias wasted no time. He stood up and sat down right next to Alia, startling her with his sudden closeness. She shifted a little away. Then, his deep, slightly teasing voice reached her ear, “Alia, are you feeling better? I was only away for a month at Marcellus’s command, and I return to find you gravely ill.”Alia stole a glance at Elias. He leaned casually against the sofa, his handsome features
Elise returned to the study with a tea tray, only to find that Elias was already gone. She blinked in mild confusion before setting the tea gently on the table in front of Alia. Alia, feeling a surge of anxiety, seized the opportunity to ask casually, “Elise, what kind of person is Elias? What’s your impression of him?”A shy blush appeared on Elise’s cheeks as she stammered, “Well… he’s very handsome… but, hmm, I guess he doesn’t get along very well with Master Marcellus.”Alia’s heart skipped a beat, and she continued to lead her gently, “Oh? Why do you say that?”Elise gave a small smile, as if hesitant to say too much but continued honestly, “Though he’s not involved in the family business like Master Marcellus, he’s often sent by him on these mysterious errands. Every time he returns, he looks exhausted. I’ve heard no one really knows what these tasks are about.”Elise glanced cautiously at Alia’s expression, then hesitated before adding, “Actually… you and Elias seem quite close
During the days of Adrian’s disappearance, the family was embroiled in yet another storm.Lianna suddenly approached Edgar with a request to study abroad, a proposal that took him by surprise. His daughter had always been willful, yet she had never truly strayed far from the family—why was she now actively seeking to leave?“Why this sudden desire to go overseas?” Edgar sat in his study, his sharp gaze scrutinizing the girl before him. His eyes held a hint of suspicion.Lianna remained composed, a playful smile tugging at her lips, exuding the usual blend of youthful mischief and endearment. “Father, I’ve been in the family for too long. I want to see the world, broaden my horizons! That way, I can contribute even more to the family in the future, don’t you think?”Edgar took a slow sip of tea, not responding immediately. Instead, he studied her intently. “You’ve grown up here, surrounded by the family. Are you not afraid that life outside might be difficult for you?”“Of course not!”
Livia solemnly pulled a neatly folded letter from her sleeve and casually tossed it onto the table. The family crest on the envelope was clearly visible.“Take a look at this.” Her tone was neither light nor heavy, yet it carried an undeniable weight.Adrian frowned, quickly stepped forward, and picked up the envelope. He tore it open and scanned the letter, his expression darkening bit by bit as his fingers tightened around the paper.“Are you alright?” Elise, noticing his reaction, couldn’t help but ask worriedly.Adrian’s voice was as cold as ice, flames of anger flickering in his eyes. “As expected, Father has found out about us.”Elise instinctively looked at Livia, who remained calm and nodded slightly. “That’s right. He sent this letter specifically to Elise. Not only is he aware of your relationship, but he has also made his stance very clear—”Adrian suddenly clenched the letter, fury surging in his gaze. “How could he?! What gives him the right to interfere in my life?! Love
Adrian held Elise tightly, as if afraid she might vanish from his embrace once more. His palm gently stroked her back, the warmth seeping through the fabric, carrying emotions too deep to put into words. He didn’t rush to speak, only lowered his head and looked at her carefully, as though engraving her image into his very soul.Elise’s face was still streaked with tears, her reddened eyes making her look like a delicate fawn that had just cried. She turned her face slightly away, lowering her head in embarrassment, her voice carrying a faint sob, “Don’t… don’t look at me like that…”Adrian let out a soft chuckle, his tone tender yet tinged with indulgence. “Why shouldn’t I? You don’t even know… what I’m thinking.” His voice was deep and hoarse, laced with exhaustion. “Do you have any idea how terrified I was when I heard what Livia said?”Elise’s heart clenched at his words. She reached out and clutched his sleeve, her eyes flashing with guilt. “I’m sorry… I never meant to deceive you
Adrian paused for a moment, then lifted his gaze to Alia, his eyes burning with determination. “Of course, I care about family and power, but that’s not what I truly seek.” He clenched his fists, his voice carrying an unshakable resolve. “Livia, I heard what you told me before. I know that as long as I am strong enough, I can be with Elise. She has no noble background, no prestigious surname, but if I gain enough power, I can marry her, and no one will be able to object.”He took a deep breath, his tone unwavering. “To achieve this goal, I must become stronger. I must claim the right to speak for my family.”Alia’s gaze flickered for a brief moment before the corners of her lips curved into a knowing smile, as if she had been waiting for this answer all along. She nodded slowly, satisfied.Elias, standing nearby, raised an eyebrow in mild surprise. He had initially thought Adrian was just another noble shackled by the constraints of his upbringing, but it turned out his ambition was d
Early the next morning, Alia immediately called Adrian. Though she had teased Elise the previous night to ease her worries, she knew full well that if Adrian found out about Elise’s sudden disappearance, he might act recklessly in unpredictable ways.The call was answered quickly, and Adrian’s voice carried a hint of fatigue. “Sister? What’s the matter so early in the morning?”Leaning lazily against her chair, Alia spoke in a casual tone. “There’s something I want to discuss with you. Come to Elias’s house.”Adrian hesitated for a moment, his voice tinged with doubt. “Elias? Shouldn’t Marcellus be handling matters like these? And why not talk at the castle?”“Because I need to keep this from both Marcellus and Edgar,” Alia replied, her tone calm but leaving no room for refusal. “I’m making some adjustments and upgrades to the expansion plans in secret. When the time comes, you’ll surprise them both, which will boost your image and performance in front of them. Whether you come or not
Seeing that Elise had finally calmed down, Alia let out a soft sigh. After a brief moment of thought, she said slowly, “You shouldn’t return to the castle just yet. Stay here and wait for my message. But don’t worry too much—since my father has already made his decision, he won’t do anything to you. He has far more important matters to deal with. Now that he knows you’ve left, he won’t be paying attention to you for the time being. Just rest here and recover. I’ll keep you informed.”Her tone was steady and soothing, a rare trace of comfort in her words. “The most important thing right now is for me to see where Adrian stands. If he disappoints me and chooses his family and power over you, then you should stop thinking about him. I’ll have Marcellus recognize you as his sister, and you won’t have to be my little maid anymore. You’ll be my sister instead—staying in the castle, living a good life, and one day marrying someone you truly like.”Elise was momentarily stunned, her eyes turn
The letter was written on the finest parchment, the ink bold and unwavering, each stroke carrying an undeniable sense of authority. Though only a few lines long, it bore the heavy weight of the family name, making it difficult to breathe.Elise,I have watched you grow and know you to be a kind and sensible young woman. I am not unaware of your feelings for Adrian, nor have I ever doubted your character. If I were to entrust my son to you, I could rest assured.However, you must understand that Adrian carries the bloodline of this family. This is not a matter of personal bias but the unyielding rules of our lineage, a constraint upheld by the nobility for centuries. Your birth, ultimately, determines that you will never truly be a part of this world.Since Adrian has made his choice, I will not stand in his way. You may be together, and I will not interfere. However, from this moment on, Adrian will no longer be the heir to this family. He will lose the support of our house. His futur
A few minutes earlier, Emma and Livia had driven away. Emma, unable to hold back her curiosity, asked, “You don’t actually believe her, do you?”“Of course not,” Alia replied calmly. “Her parents traveling without informing her? That’s impossible. And if they had told her, why would she have returned? Naturally, she’s lying. But if I expose her directly, she’ll only spin more lies. I know her—if she truly intends to leave, she’ll do it tonight. Let’s drive away for a while, then secretly return to the village entrance. It’s the only road out. We’ll catch her there.”As expected, Alia’s plan worked. They ‘caught’ Elise.The night was deep, the countryside road silent. Only the wind rustled the treetops with a whispering sound. Emma and Alia stepped out of the car, walking unhurriedly toward Elise’s vehicle. The black silhouette of the car stood in the dim light, like a silent confrontation waiting to unfold.Elise sat frozen in the driver’s seat, her eyes flickering with unease as her
The soft glow of the room’s lights cast gentle shadows over the wooden furniture, while a faint scent of timber lingered in the air, bringing a sense of peace and comfort. Though the space was small, it was tidy and exuded a warmth that felt like home. On the table sat a basket of fresh groceries, suggesting that Elise had just returned from a trip outside. She hadn’t even had time to start cooking before Alia and Emma’s unexpected visit.After inviting them to sit, Elise’s calm demeanor did little to ease Alia’s furrowed brows. She locked eyes with Elise, her gaze sharp with lingering suspicion. Slowly, she spoke, her voice laced with a gravity that demanded answers.“Why haven’t you been answering my calls? And why did you suddenly leave without a word? What exactly happened?”Elise lowered her gaze, her fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her sleeve. After a moment of hesitation, she finally responded, her voice soft yet firm.“I’m sorry, Livia… The signal here isn’t great, s