Chapter 586

Stella had been at the base for a year and had never encountered anything like this before.

Was the base under threat of an attack?

Who would have the audacity to strike? China, Russia, or perhaps the mysterious Union Base?

After waiting at the dock for twenty minutes, the outgoing team still hadn't returned, so it seemed there wouldn't be any quick resolution.

Jasper drove them home, saying, "Let's wait for some news before we do anything."

Back in Griffith, the military headquarters was calm and quiet, seemingly unchanged from any other day.

Jasper went to check in, while Stella headed home.

Life at sea had been rough - the food was bad, rest was scarce, and relaxation was non-existent. By the time she got back, the four little ones were gone, probably weaned and taken for military training.

The old hound, known for his loyalty yet fickle as the wind, was also absent, likely frolicking on the farm where there was ample space for him and his mate to romp to their hearts' content.

After a meal and a long bath, Stella slid into bed to catch up on some much- needed rest.

She woke up to a dusk-veiled room, the silence pronounced, the neighboring houses equally quiet.

It made her feel like she was the one slacking off.

Had Daniel gone straight back to his relentless work routine after returning from the sea?

Just as she was about to step out, Bran showed up.

It had been a while since she'd seen him, and he looked different - clad in a crisp military uniform, his figure sturdy and fit, a smile on his face that made him approachable.

He really was a chameleon.

In the fields, he wasn't above shoveling manure, at the docks he was drenched in sweat, and here in the military HQ, he was all neat and proper.

Dedicated to his work, loving what he did.

Stella was puzzled, "What brings you here?"

"Come on, sis," Bran frowned, "I'm on duty at the base, naturally, I'm here to bring you the latest scoop."

Stella teased him, "Serving two masters now, are we?"

Bran bristled at that, "My loyalty is to you, through thick and thin."

'Through thick and thin?' Stella almost blurted out: Don't love me; there's no future in it.

Knowing he was jesting, she got back on track, "What's your position at the base?"

ambition, that was

secretary," Bran admitted without a hint

instinctively asked,

But that's a long way

secretary in the military was no small feat - many high-ranking officials had started in such a position. With time, they became adept at reading between the

potential in

visiting Stella could be sensitive,

for a

seriously, "What's going

his voice, "High command from Willowbrook is

The staff officers?

establishment. If they had truly appreciated the talent, they should have come right after the

couldn't fathom

could Bran. But when Stella had left, she had left behind a cruise ship, and ever

them arriving, had they caught wind of something? Regardless,

snuck out to see

arrived so suddenly, the Kindle Chests at the docks

understood; she was to

national pride, a place she once considered setting down roots, only to leave in haste due to

the Willowbrook high command wanted to, they could likely

could Daniel

returned indoors, feeling the weight of time

hound echoed from outside, followed by Rosie pushing

expression was tinged with complexity, "Brother hasn't come

asked, "Rosie, is something

down and began, "Sis, I just came back from the farm.

to run

her in an

furrowed

she was accurately addressed by name, by a

had racked her brain but couldn't place

"Rosie, it's me, Dylan."

at the young man with a warm smile before her,

Dylan she remembered was delicate and pale, a fragile-looking

man before her was tall and well-built,

the smile

and adult reunions - years had transformed them beyond their

Ocean Point Naval Station? Stella

a moment, she asked,

talk, just exchanged greetings," Rosie replied, worry.

people from

Naval Station doing here?"

anxiety was palpable, with Stella harboring secrets, their arrival was

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