Chapter 1971


    Seamus'' roar jolted Fat Jim.


    He felt fortunate they weremunicating over the phone. He firmly believed Seamus would have no


    qualms shooting him dead if they were face to face.


    "Calm down, Mr. Seamus," he said, falling into a momentary silence before taking a deep breath. "After


    all, didn''t you bring this upon yourself?"


    "What did you say?" Seamus gnashed his teeth.


    "I''ve never seen anyone failing to win a woman''s heart so hard!" Fat Jim remarked.


    "Shut up!" Seamus bellowed, smashing his phone against the wall.


    The other two bodyguards exchanged nces before retreating carefully, closing the door.


    Despite not being a smoker, Seamus lit a cigarette and took a long puff as he found himself alone in


    the house.


    Memories yed in his head.


    In Centrolis, at the Hamertons, no matter where they were, Persephone had always been


    his most loyal knight.


    However, he understood the gap in their status. He was destined to look up to her and protect her from


    beneath, never standing shoulder to shoulder with her.


    She would cease to be the prestigious princess if he pulled her into his world. Would they be together


    forever if that happened?


    As he continued to smoke, a ferocious grin spread across his face. Heughed louder and louder,


    seemingly suppressing the rumbling dark clouds in the sky. He would destroy her and remove her


    sophisticated facade for people to humiliate and trample on her. And then, he would piece her back


    together.


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    By then, he would be the only person who loved her!


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    "Let me go!" Persephone screamed while struggling. "What are you doing?!"


    George remained unfazed. He gripped her wrist with his slender arm and turned around to stare at her.


    "Shut your mouth!"


    Persephone took a sharp breath. Her mind was nk, but she tried to think fast. What should she do?


    How would she escape if this man had ill intentions?


    She had been to this tiny store with Morpheus before. George knew her!


    Persephone decided to talk him out of it and said in a low voice, "I called before, I..."


    George led her through a dimly lit tunnel, navigating numerous twists and turns until they reached a


    room. "We''re here."


    Persephone was surprised to discover a whole new world within the small and rundown store. As she


    nced around, the ce resembled a shelter connected to the store.


    George gestured for her to open the door.


    Despite her nervousness, she forced herself to remain calm.


    A shudder ran through her the moment her trembling hand touched the handle.


    The room waspact, only amodating a bed and a cab. She couldn''t contain her


    exmation upon entering.


    On the bedy a person, his status uncertain, with no one aware if he was still alive.


    She was taken aback and stepped a few paces back, disturbed by the murky air and dim lighting. The


    lingering scent of blood in the air heightened her unease.


    "He''s your friend. Don''t you recognize him?" George asked hoarsely.


    Persephone felt a surge of fear. She suppressed her racing heart and approached the figure, feeling


    the wall for support.


    "It''s..." She was astonished. "Ryan!"


    It was as if lightning had struck her, rendering her chaotic mind momentarily nk.


    Wasn''t Ryan the traitor Seamus had spoken about? Hadn''t he imed to have dealt with him?