Chapter 1988: The Unexpected
Chapter 1988: The Unexpected
On the other side, the Rohomes royal family.
The Crown Prince''s pce
It was a typical Japanese pce, with wooden beams, blue zed tiles, and beigettice doors and windows. Surrounded by a
delicate and tranquil Japanese garden, with rock formations and white pebbles. The scene was serene and detached from the
earthly realm.
The main hall was filled with blue cushions and one had to take off their shoes to enter.
The night was deep.
At the far end of the main hall, a man in a wide blue robe sat with his back to the door, facing the portraits of the emperors of
Rohomes. He seemed to be lost in thought, unmoving.
Adim yellowmp illuminated his side profile, giving it a slight pallor.
Watanabe Jun had been waiting for a long time, but there was still no movement. He had to approach and respectfully call out,
"Your Highness, the Crown Prince.”
Clint had been sitting with his eyes closed, but at the sound of the voice, he suddenly opened his eyes, reflecting two sharp
glints.
He stood up leisurely, his high-quality silk robe flowing like water.
Taking out a multi-million dor watch from his pocket, he elegantly put it on.
At the same time, his gaze focused on the emerald ring on his thumb.
Gently twirling it, he softly spoke, "Continue."
Only then did Watanabe dare to speak, "Your Highness, | have gathered all the information you asked for. Joyce arrived at the
hospital and sessfully gave birth to twin boys, after two days of unconsciousness, she woke up and is now physically well.
The two boys spent a week in an incubator and have now been discharged home."
Clint unconsciously twirled the ring on his thumb. "I see."
In fact, he had known this information already, but it was good to confirm. Joyce was safe and the birth was sessful. If he had
forced her to leave that day, it could have ended differently.
“Anything else?" Clint raised an eyebrow.
Watanabe quickly said, "Your Highness, our people have sessfully nted themselves around them. They have not been
detected.”
"Is that so? Luther is very cautious, do not becent," Clint brushed off the creases in front of him. "Don''t be too confident."
Even he himself had not been able to conceal his identity. He knew that Luther was always wary of him. Even if Joyce had not
identally seen him, he wouldn''t have been able to keep it from them for long. This was why he was eager to infiltrate their
home and gather information. Unfortunately, he had failed.
But that didn''t mean he was giving up.
"Yes, Your Highness," Watanabe nodded. "Our nted individuals have infiltrated as four of the baby''s caregivers. They will
never suspect who it is. One of them is a long-dormant informant of ours that has just been activated. | have already received the
latest information from her. She hasn''t found an opportunity yet, but she is still watching and will report to me immediately if
anything happens."
Clint slowly turned, his proud gaze sweeping over Watanabe.
"Understood, you may leave. You have done well with this matter.”
"Thank you, Your Highness," Watanabe respectfully turned and quickly left.
The empty hall was now only upied by Clint.
A mysterious smirk yed at the corner of his lips. Hearing the news of Joyce''s safe childbirth undoubtedly lifted his spirits. He
didn''t want her to be harmed, and with mother and children safe, he had repaid her a favor.
Twirling his emerald ring, his mind began to wander.
Although brief, after returning to Rohomes, he found himself strangely nostalgic for the days spent living in the dormitories. It was
strange that despite being raised in luxury with pces and exquisite meals, he would miss the simple life of amoner. Even
he felt surprised at this revtion, reminiscing about the times spent with Joyce.
He suddenly clenched his fists.
He wouldn''t just let it go. He needed to get what he wanted.
Acold sneer curled at the corner of his lips. Joyce, we will meet again.
On the other side,
After Anderson and Alisha went to bed one after the other,
Joyce couldn''t fall asleep and got up from the bed, saying to Luther, "I want to go check on Wilson and Cullen."
Luther got up and said, "You''re not resting? They''re already asleep, we can check in the morning.”
"I''ve been sleeping all day, | can''t sleep now," Joyceined, "They were sleeping earlier, but they might be awake now.
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"Alright," Luther followed Joyce to the baby''s room.
Before they reached the door, they could hear crying from inside.
Luther said, "You were right, the baby''s awake."
Joyce pushed the door open and saw that Wilson was crying while Jane was taking care of him.
“What''s wrong?" Joyce asked.
Jane calmed Wilson in her arms, "He''s probably hungry, | was about to feed him."
"Gimme." Joyce took Wilson from Jane''s arms.
"Okay, I''ll go prepare the milk," Jane hurriedly went to prepare the milk powder. There was a machine in the room that provided a
fixed temperature for making the milk form.
When Jane came back with the milk bottle.
Luther, however, said, "Let me do it."
"Okay." Jane handed the bottle to Luther.
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She hadn''t expected Luther to be so good at taking care of the baby. Making a big man take care of a baby was quite a hassle.
But Luther seemed to enjoy it.
As he fed the baby, he gently caressed Wilson''s little hand.
At that moment, the room next door Cullen suddenly started crying.
Jane said, "That''s how twins are, they seem to have a connection with each other. When one cries, the other follows. Cullen
must be hungry too."
"I''ll go check on him," Joyce said, she couldn''t carry Wilson so she went to the next room to take Cullen.
Mrs. Powell was already getting Cullen out of the cradle.
Joyce took Cullen before Mrs. Powell, "I''ll hold him, you go prepare the milk."
"Okay." Mrs. Powell quickly took heed and went to prepare the milk form.
Joyce held little Cullen in her arms, feeling content.
She stuck out her tongue at Luther in the next room.
It was fortunate they were twins, each could hold one, and there was no need to fight over them.
Luther saw and sighed, shaking his head helplessly.