Chapter 1950


    After Estelle left, Jonathan sat on the couch, lighting up a cigarette, and said to Sylvia, "You''ve done


    well. Go get some rest."


    Sylvia poured herself a ss of wine and strolled to the floor-to-ceiling window to gaze out at the night


    lights of Zion. In such a sprawling, sleepless city, where could Gab be?


    Was he really in Zion?


    She turned to Jonathan and said, "Mr. Jarvis, the Mystoria Federation under your control, as well as


    Gab''s Silver Valley, are both havens. Let''s make Citadel a haven, too."


    She had first met Gab in Citadel.


    Back then, there was a ce called Red Grotto, notorious for auctioning off young girls, and she was


    among those being sold.


    Sold by her parents—more precisely, her adoptive parents—and taken from the border, after an


    arduous journey, she ended up in Citadel, the so-called hell on earth.


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    Gab was ten years older than her. At just eighteen, he was already a young man of steady and


    profound disposition.


    When he passed by the cage she was locked in, she reached out and clung to the hem of his coat. He


    turned and said coldly, "Let go!"


    She didn''t relent, gripping tightly, her eyes pleading with him in silence.


    He shook off her hand harshly and walked away without looking back.


    She watched his retreating figure in despair.


    Yet, when she was being auctioned off, he bought her for three times the price of an ordinary girl.


    He led her away from the murky auction house. He walked ahead, and she followed his every step


    timidly behind.


    He looked back at her, his silhouette backlit, and to the young girl she was, he seemed godlike—


    handsome and towering.


    His gaze was indifferent as he told her, "From today on, you''re mine. But I should warn you, life with me


    can be hard, perhaps even harder than being bought by someone else. Are you afraid?"


    She shook her head firmly. "I’m not!"


    For some reason, she had such faith that he wouldn''t hurt her—a naive thought she wouldter


    understand.


    He was always a mystery to her.


    Jonathan exhaled a stream of smoke and said, "Citadel was never a haven, and its people don''t need


    someone to purify them."


    Sylvia frowned slightly, about to speak, when suddenly Alvis''s man came in to report on the


    investigation into Lambert.


    Lambert had earned dual master''s degrees by the age of twenty-two, then spent three years wandering


    abroad.


    During that time, he joined mercenaries and took part in a peacekeeping war.


    However, once the war was over, he withdrew and continued to experience various life.


    Three yearster, he returned to the Brennan family as the heir apparent.


    Being the direct descendant, he was highly valued by his family, and he was indeed exceptional in his


    own right.


    Boyce handed Lambert''s resume to Jonathan, pausing before adding gravely, "There''s one more


    thing."


    Jonathan nced at Lambert''s information and said tly, "Go on."


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    "Yes," Boyce continued, "Lambert took part in one peacekeeping mission. It’s likely that he met Ste


    during the war."


    Lambert had set up a shrine and a memorial tablet for Ste?


    So, was that why he went to gaze at Ste''s memorial tablet every day?