The Promise Of Happiness

Chapter 1188

Natalie gave Samuel a look of disbelief.

“You actually recognized me from the old scars?” Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

“There are three deep scars and eleven light ones on your body. As for their locations and shapes, even you might not be fully aware of them.” Samuel flatly explained, “I had all those scars seared into my mind. Therefore, when they tried to replicate those scars on the corpse to trick everyone into thinking that you were dead, it backfired by indicating to me that you were still alive.”

So that's how he did it. It wasn't as complicated as I thought.

When Samuel clearly described the number of scars she had, Natalie's heart couldn't help but skip a beat.

That's how he's always been.

Even though Samuel never professed his love for her openly, he would express it in many other implicit and explicit ways.

While she was still worried that he would be taken in by the trick, she didn't expect such an elaborate trap would fail to ensnare him.

Soon, Natalie's sobs were gradually replaced by a smile.

To meet someone worth loving in the ocean of people was an extremely difficult endeavor, and yet, she managed to meet him. Furthermore, his love for her was so unconditional that all the suffering she experienced was nothing compared to it.

Wrapping her arms around Samuel's waist, Natalie felt her tears streaming down with increasing intensity. “This is wonderful... It's really, really wonderful!”

Samuel wiped her tears away with his hand.

“You silly girl.”

All of a sudden, a flurry of gunshots rang out in the great hall.

The commotion interrupted the couple's romantic moment. With plenty left to do, their uncontrollable longing for each other had to take a backseat for the time being.

Tugging Samuel's sleeve, Natalie couldn't help but ask, “Are they...”

“No,” Samuel denied. “The forces I prepared are for—”

Before Samuel could finish his sentence, chaos erupted again in the hall. The usually distinguished guests and members of the royal family were running aimlessly around like a horde of desperate refugees.

The situation made it easy for one to knock into another.

Hence, Samuel hugged Natalie tightly with both his arms shielding the back of her head to prevent her from being injured by the surging crowd.

Meanwhile, Mikhail was surrounded by Bastien and the others in the center of the main hall.

King, together with Allen and the members of Blaze disguised as palace staff, gradually approached the group.

At that moment, one of the princes, who wanted to distinguish himself in front of Mikhail, came forward to block Geert's way. “Geert Leitz, are you staging a coup?”

No sooner had he spoken than Allen pulled the trigger, shooting the prince right between his eyes.

Thud!

The bullet pierced through his brain. Thereafter, his body collapsed onto the ground in a pool of blood and brain matter.

He was none other than Shirley's eldest son. The sight of his brain being blown out in front of her eyes triggered an agonized scream from her. Just when she lost all sanity and attempted to lunge at Geert, her life was swiftly ended by Allen with a subsequent gunshot.

Within the space of a couple of minutes, one of the royal consorts and a prince had their lives taken from them.

The shocking scene caused anyone who harbored the same desire to distinguish themselves to reconsider their decision.

When Mikhail saw that it was Geert confronting him, he furrowed his brows as he bellowed, “Geert, I have always treated you well, so why are you doing this? Do you know that you and the Leitz family will be destroyed for your transgression?”

When King heard the way Mikhail addressed him, he couldn't help but sneer, “Mikhail, take a closer look. I'm not that coward whom you call Geert!”