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
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
Elias sat in the study of his secret base, his brow deeply furrowed as the events of the day replayed in his mind. His relationship with Livia had finally been revealed to Marcellus, and the years of pent-up conflict between him and Marcellus had erupted at last. Despite the lingering resentment he harbored toward his brother, Elias never truly wanted to harm him. They had once shared a bond akin to brotherhood. Yet none of this could overshadow the feelings he held for Livia. To protect her, he was willing to sacrifice everything, even if it meant severing ties with Marcellus forever.He sighed, placing his pen gently on the desk. He knew he couldn’t afford to remain idle; he needed to act swiftly. However, he also understood that directly deploying his forces near Marcellus’s estate would be tantamount to declaring war, something that would only escalate the situation further. This wasn’t what Livia would want. Picking up his phone, he dialed Red’s number and gave his instructions.
“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
“We’ll split up,” Elias declared decisively, turning to his subordinates and issuing orders in a low, commanding tone. “Mobilize everyone. Search the eastern road and its surrounding areas—hidden side paths, abandoned buildings, anywhere that could be used as a hideout. If you find even the slightest clue, report to me immediately!”Elias’s subordinates also wasted no time and quickly set out, while he personally studied a map, planning potential search areas. His finger moved swiftly across the map, pointing to several red-marked locations. “Here, here, and here. Search every corner thoroughly. Whoever finds Livia gets double the reward. Move!”Meanwhile, Marcellus also sprang into action without hesitation. Standing tall, he turned to his captain of the guard, his tone sharp and commanding: “Take the elite squad and set out immediately. Start from the west road and work your way east. Leave no stone unturned. Report any unusual findings to me immediately!”The captain of the guard n
In the dimly lit factory, Alia sat on a cold metal chair, her wrists bound tightly with rough ropes. The air was thick with the metallic tang of rust, and the faint sound of dripping water echoed around her. Her sharp gaze darted through the shadowy surroundings, trying to glean any useful information. Strands of sunlight pierced through the broken roof, illuminating the dusty floor. Occasionally, the chirping of birds broke the oppressive silence.Her dry lips pressed together as she lifted her head to look at the nearby kidnappers. Her voice was weak but clear. “Can I get some water? I’ve been unconscious for so long, and I’m parched. You wouldn’t want me dying of thirst, would you?”The tall man leading the group sneered and turned to her with a tone dripping with disdain. “You’ve only been out for an hour. How could you be that thirsty? Don’t try to pull any tricks! Do you think you’re some noble lady from a story, using clever schemes to outwit us? Sit tight, or I’ll make sure yo
The man on the other end of the phone spoke with a leisurely tone, but his words carried a heavy threat. “Good, you’ve already regrouped. That saves me quite a bit of effort—no need to hunt you down one by one.”Hearing this, Marcellus and Elias exchanged a glance, their eyes now tinged with a cold sharpness. The fact that the caller had learned of their meeting so quickly and made this call suggested only one thing: there was an informant in their ranks leaking information to the kidnappers. Both men understood this unspoken truth but knew they couldn’t alert the mole just yet. For now, they had to deal with the kidnapper on the phone and buy time.Marcellus lowered his voice, speaking calmly but with a hint of impatience. “Who are you? And why are you calling?”The kidnapper let out a cold chuckle, his tone becoming even more casual. “Who I am doesn’t matter. What matters is who I have.”With that, he handed the phone to Livia, who was bound beside him. His tone was laced with mocke
“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
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