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Chapter 16: The Familiar Study
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“Me??”Alia jolted out of the intimate atmosphere that had enveloped her, her mind suddenly filled with a cacophony of question marks. She stared at Marcellus, dumbfounded, and instinctively repeated his words, hoping she had misheard.As a former thief in her past life, Alia was no stranger to lavish balls. In fact, she had perfected the art of maneuvering through them, making a clean getaway with her spoils. The elegant music, dazzling lights, and the chatter of the wealthy had always been her workplace. But planning a ball? That was a completely different story!She tried to mask her panic, pressing her lips together and speaking in the calmest voice she could muster.“Marcellus, are you sure you want me to handle this? I… might not be as skilled as you think.”Marcellus, however, seemed unperturbed. He smiled faintly, clearly oblivious to her internal turmoil.“My dear, don’t worry. This isn’t your first ball—you’ve done wonderfully before. You’ll do so again. I believe in you.”“
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Alia’s heart pounded in her chest like a war drum. She stared at her reflection in the mirror, then at the pair of tender eyes gazing at her from behind. For a fleeting moment, she felt a pang of hesitation: perhaps she could set aside her dangerous doubts, leave behind the bitter memories of her past life, and choose to stay here in the castle, living a peaceful and happy life with Marcellus.After all, Marcellus’s gentleness and care didn’t seem like a façade. She could feel the sincerity of his affection, a warmth so genuine it was like a campfire in the dead of night, coaxing her weary soul to long for solace and dependability.Yet, that hesitation lasted only a heartbeat before Alia snapped herself back to reality. Taking a deep breath, she buried the momentary softness within.“Don’t be foolish, Alia,” she silently chided herself.No matter how deeply this man seemed to care for her, his love was for “Livia,” not “Alia.” She was merely a soul occupying Livia’s body, always an im
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Alia took a deep breath, pushing aside irrelevant thoughts. The most important matter now was preparing for the ball. She looked up at Elise and asked, “Before Marcellus left, did he leave any instructions for you?”Elise nodded, handing over a list. With a gentle tone, she said, “Master specifically asked me to give you this guest list so you could familiarize yourself with it in advance. These are the important attendees of the ball, and he hopes it will help you navigate the event with ease.”Taking the list, Alia’s gaze swept across the names. Her hand froze for a moment when she saw a familiar name—her “father.”Since rebirth, she hadn’t sought out this “father,” and he hadn’t visited her either. Their relationship, evidently, was distant at best. What shocked her even more was the name of a woman listed beside his, marked as “wife.”This wasn’t Livia’s mother but another woman altogether.Alia’s brows furrowed slightly as she recalled what Elise had mentioned before: after Livia
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Alia’s heart raced wildly, and the sound of footsteps grew louder. Cold sweat trickled down her forehead without her realizing it. She quickly reacted, sneaking around to hide behind the curtains, trying her best to blend into the darkness. Her ears strained to catch every movement of the approaching steps.Through a gap in the curtains, she glimpsed a soldier in the corridor. The soldier, holding a rifle, walked with steady and deliberate steps, clearly patrolling the house. Alia knew that if she was discovered, the consequences would be dire.What should I do? she cursed inwardly, her situation worsening by the second. She gently moved a few steps to the side, trying to avoid the soldier’s line of sight, but she knew she had no way out now.Just as she was on the verge of despair, suddenly, powerful hands grabbed her waist. There was no warning—Alia didn’t even have time to react. She was yanked up into the air before she could make a sound. The force was swift and light, as though
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“I won’t hurt her, of course. But what’s this? Hesitating? What’s wrong? Don’t want to hand it over? Seems like you don’t care much about this beauty after all. Makes sense—people like you can replace someone like her in the blink of an eye.”The sneering voice from the phone carried an air of mockery. Marcellus’s face remained stoic, but a glint of coldness flashed in his eyes. Though he maintained his composure, the words stirred a ripple in his heart.Alia, who had mentally braced herself for everything, couldn’t help but feel a pang of pain upon hearing this. She knew the kidnapper was trying to sow discord, but those cold words still left an impact. She forced herself to suppress all conflicting emotions, focusing on finding an opportunity to escape.At that moment, Marcellus, signaling subtly to Elias, maintained his calm tone. “Fine, I’ll give it to you. Knowing about such confidential documents couldn’t have been easy. But these files aren’t with me right now—they’re at my hou
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“Of course, why else would I call you?” Elias’s voice brimmed with fury, barely restrained as his emotions teetered on the edge of losing control. Yet, amidst Marcellus’s growing frustration, Elias caught a fleeting trace of panic in his brother’s tone. His heart sank. Quickly, he pressed on, “Stop pretending. Are you seriously saying Livia isn’t in the castle now?”On the other end of the line, Marcellus’s tightly drawn expression faltered. He paused, as if realizing something, his voice low and filled with suspicion. “Could this be a ploy? Are you trying to make me believe she’s gone so you can hide her whereabouts?”Elias let out a cold laugh, suppressing his own turmoil, his tone sharp and cutting. “We’ve been brothers for years. Don’t you know me by now? If I were setting a trap, do you think you’d realize it so easily? And let’s get one thing straight—if Livia were under my protection, no one, not even you, could harm her. I wouldn’t need to deceive you.”Marcellus’s brows furro
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Marcellus stumbled through the door of his study, his footsteps heavy and unsteady. The dim light of the overcast sky seeped in, casting long, oppressive shadows across the room. The desk was piled high with documents, but he couldn’t bring himself to even glance at them. Instead, he reached into the hidden compartment of a mechanism box and retrieved the object that haunted him—his diary. Its cover was worn from countless readings, the edges frayed by his desperate hands.He slowly sat down, opening the familiar pages. Each one was marked by the force of his pen, the pressure so intense it almost tore through the paper. These words, born of his anguish and struggles, seemed to shout accusations at him, a mirror of his own failings.As he flipped through the diary, he saw the very passages Livia had once read—his cruel words, written under the influence of the “curse,” and his later resolutions after coming to his senses. These pages bore the full weight of his regret, a testament to
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Alia’s wrists tensed slightly as her fingers brushed against the rough rope binding her. The coarse hemp was frayed in places, but the knots themselves seemed less than professional—slightly loose at the joins. If she could free even one hand, the knife hidden in her sleeve might provide a swift escape.“They’re not seasoned kidnappers,” Alia calmly deduced. “Probably an inexperienced group acting out of urgency.”The surrounding silence was unsettling, broken only by occasional birdsong outside and the low whistle of wind through cracked window frames. Alia strained her ears and caught snippets of muffled conversation. Though the words were indistinct, the subdued and tense tones betrayed unease.“What are they afraid of?”This sense of uncertainty gave Alia a flicker of confidence. She shifted her weight subtly, testing the ropes. Though there was some give, it wasn’t enough for her to break free.Suddenly, the fabric covering her eyes was yanked away, and a harsh beam of light stru
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Alia regained consciousness in a haze, her thoughts gradually sharpening. A faint pain throbbed in her head as the sound of dripping water and distant echoing footsteps reached her ears. It felt like she was in a small, enclosed space.She tried to open her eyes but found her vision blocked by heavy fabric. Instinctively, she moved her wrists, only to discover they were bound tightly with coarse rope. Her ankles were similarly restrained, leaving no room for movement, and her body was secured to a heavy chair, rendering her completely immobile.“I’ve been kidnapped,” she concluded swiftly, though her heart remained calm.Taking a deep breath, Alia forced herself to focus. As a former top-tier thief, she had faced situations like this often in her previous life. Escaping wasn’t new to her, though this was her first time encountering such danger as Livia. She immediately began analyzing the situation.“This isn’t a simple robbery, nor does it seem to be about money or… anything worse.”
