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As they chatted, they left the dungeon and got into the car heading to Harrold’s mansion

Before long, they arrived at the front gate of the mansion.

When Lionel stepped out of the car, his gaze was immediately drawm to the familiar tall figure standing in front of the gate,

The man wore a black coat, stood tall, and exuded a cold, lordly aura. Though his face was hidden behind a mask and hat in the darkness, Lionel recognized him at first glance.

In an instant, his eyes reddened, almost forgetting the pain all over his body as he rushed forward, embracing the figure.

The man chuckled, patting Lionel on the back, and mocking him, “It’s only been half a month, and you’ve become all soft and mushy?”

Lionel frowned, not responding, arms tightening around the man, seeking the warmth reminiscent of a brother.

The newly–named girl, Lucy, walked over to remind him, “Lionel still has whip marks all over his body. Be gentle, or he’ll be in pain!”

The man glanced at Lucy, silently retracting his hand from Lionel’s back

“Looks like you’ve gained quite a bit on this trip, even bringing back such a cutie.”

Lucy giggled. “Hehe!”

Lionel did not respond.

At that moment, Nathaniel was in the car heading back to Alzer Palace.

He looked at the pitch–black sky outside the window, his voice cold as he instructed Jamie, “Before sending Lionel off tomorrow night, find a way to kill him and retrieve Clear.”

“But… he’s skilled. We can’t use guns in public, and we can’t send too many people, or it will attract attention. In that case, our people may not be a match for him.”

Nathaniel narrowed his eyes, the ruthless expression on his face undiminished.

“His injuries haven’t healed, and he can’t fight all of you. Just do as I say.”

“Yes, sir.”

Just as Jamie acknowledged, his phone suddenly rang with a notification.

His expression instantly became serious as he turned to Nathaniel, “Sir, our men sent to the dungeon reported that Lionel is missing!”

Nathaniel was shocked by the news. “Investigate it!”

Jamie sent the message.

Ten minutes later, he looked back at Nathaniel with a troubled expression, updating him, “Sir, we couldn’t find any trace. It’s as if he disappeared into thin air!”

“He was securely locked in the cell, even wearing ankle chains. Are you telling me he grew wings and flew away?” Nathaniel yelled, “Keep investigating! Find out who went to the dungeon today and retrieve

the visitation records!”

“Sir, although you have the privilege given by Princess Kelly to enter and exit the dungeon freely, you don’t have the authority to access visitation records.”

Nathaniel gradually calmed down. “Forget it, don’t bother checking. He won’t leave Laubabwe without obtaining Clear. He’ll surely show up tomorrow.”

Calculating the days, Elliot’s body should be nearing its limit, probably only a few days left.

Once tomorrow passes, it should be over, right?

This night was destined to be a sleepless one for everyone.

The next morning, Sheena was awakened early by the servants for grooming.

Nathaniel had bought her a complete set of new cosmetics, all of which were additive–free and safe for pregnant women. However, Sheena preferred doing her own makeup.

An hour later, Nathaniel sent a wedding car to pick her up and take her to Florence Cathedral.

Inside the church, guests gathered, all from the upper echelons of the royal family.

Kelly and Caesar were busy welcoming guests on Nathaniel’s behalf while Harrold was absent.

Looking through the car window at the lively scene in the church, Sheena showed no expression.

The wedding car circled to the church’s back entrance, and Sheena entered the rest area prepared in advance by Nathaniel.This is from NôvelDrama.Org.

She was wearing only her wedding dress, with no veil yet. The ceremony was about to begin, and she went to get a comb from the table, preparing to start styling her hair.

Midway through, a pair of warm hands grabbed hers.

Glancing up through the mirror, she saw Nathaniel.

She immediately withdrew her hand, coldly asking, “Why are you not greeting the guests? What are you doing here?”

“With Mom and Caesar taking care of things, I can steal a moment to come and help you with your hair,” Nathaniel said as he picked up a comb from the table, gently styling her hair.