The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus)

Chapter 571

Jonas glanced over at Brendan, who stood beside him with a puzzled look on his face. He pointed to the figure on the screen, the one who haunted his dreams, and said with urgency, "Tiger, | need you to lock down the entire city. Remember this face, and take your men to find her quietly. | need her found!"

Brendan frowned, wondering if the Major had lost his mind. His engagement party was the next day, and here he was, ordering Brendan to find a woman who had tried to assassinate him. But without question, Brendan nodded and quickly left, leaving Jonas alone in the control room. Jonas couldn't stop replaying the surveillance footage, watching it over and over without a hint of fatigue. He just couldn't get enough of that enchanting silhouette.

As the night settled into a deep silence, Elisea vaulted out of Jonas’ villa and darted toward the outskirts of town. As an exceptional hitwoman, she had to make sure she wasn't caught after a failed mission.

Quickly shedding her tight-fitting attire, Elisea let her pinned-up hair cascade down her shoulders, and hastily smudged her eyes with the soot from the walls to create a smoky makeup look. In no time, she transformed into a stylish young woman, unrecognizable from the assassin she was moments before.

Elisea cursed herself as she moved. Even though her contact, Lucy, had warned her that Jonas was not a man to be trifled with, she had to take his life in exchange for her mother's safety.

Yes, this girl was the same Elisea who had crossed paths with Jonas three years ago in Country C.

Born in the northern part of Country C, Elisea had fallen prey to her greedy foster father's scheme three years ago, only to be saved by Jonas. Later, after becoming pregnant and giving birth to a son, Jonas erased her memory.

Upon returning home with her memory still trapped a year in the past, when her foster parent had sold her to a Mr. Jackson for a business deal, she discovered her foster father dead and her mother blind from crying over her disappearance.

Holding her mother, Elisea vowed to give her a better life but was shocked to learn she'd been gone for a year with no memory of it. The scar on her lower abdomen ached, a silent testament to her lost year.

Not wanting to worry her mother, Elisea kept her amnesia to herself. But the very next day, Elisea returned home to find her mother taken by the C Organization. She confronted them, demanding to know why they had kidnapped her mother.

With a steely gaze, the leader of the C Organization told Elisea, "Miss Elisea, your mother is safe with us. If you want to see her, you'll have to join us."

Enraged, Elisea refused to join the underworld. She knew the C Organization was infamous for its atrocities, and she could never be part of such evil.

The leader saw her stubbornness and threatened her mother's life. For her mother's sake, Elisea reluctantly joined the C Organization. She endured brutal training to become a top-tier hitwoman, carrying out countless tasks for them over three years.

When she demanded her and her mother's freedom, the leader, admiring the beauty before him, promised her one final mission. She had to assassinate U.S. Army Major Jonas.

He showed her Jonas' photo, and though she felt a wave of dizziness, she quickly composed herself, attributing it to exhaustion. Looking at the photo, her eyes stung.

She looked up at the leader, "After this, you'll really let us go?" "Absolutely," he confirmed. "Fine."

She spent half a month learning everything about Jonas’ habits and life, including his three-year-old son and upcoming wedding. She decided to strike on his wedding day because, to her, only her mother mattered. She didn't care about adding one more soul to her list of victims. As an assassin, she was always cold-blooded, except when it came to her mother—the only warmth in her world.

But her carefully planned mission failed, and she almost got caught by the cunning Jonas, who shockingly called out her name. Did he know she was coming for him? It seemed impossible; she had been so careful these past three years to conceal her identity.

Now, with her attempt to take Jonas’ life botched and having alerted him, Elisea realized it would be much harder to get close to him again.

Hastening to the outskirts of the city, she noticed a checkpoint and quickly ducked into an alley. Jonas’ men were already searching the city.

It wasn't the time to leave; she could easily slip up. She had to wait for things to cool down before making her next move.

Cursing Jonas under her breath for being so formidable, Elisea punched the stone wall in frustration.

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