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Chapter 228 Existence of explicable Unicase

Chapter 228: Existence of Inexplicable Unease

Chapter 228: Existence of Inexplicable Unease

(Elena Blackwood’s POV)

Mia’s words hung in the air like a thunderbolt. My heart stopped beating for a moment.

“Long ago?” I repeated, my voice barely above a whisper.

Mia’s fan–shaped eyes sparkled with something between mischief and regret. She opened her mouth to continue, but her phone suddenly rang, cutting through the tension.

She glanced at the screen and sighed. “It’s my

brother.”

“Hello?” she answered, putting the phone on speaker.

Hugo’s voice came through clearly. “Where are you taking Elena?”

“Back to her hotel, of course,” Mia replied with forced cheerfulness. “Don’t worry, I’ll deliver her safely.”

“Drive carefully,” Hugo said, his tone carrying an undertone I couldn’t quite identify.

After hanging up, Mia’s expression shifted. A flash of regret crossed her delicate features.

I leaned forward eagerly. “What were you about to tell me?”

Mia smiled mysteriously, shaking her head. “I think I’ve said too much already.”

“Please,” I pressed. “You can’t just leave me hanging like that.”

She glanced at me sideways, her grip tightening on the steering wheel. “If you really want to know, you should ask my brother directly.”

“Ask him what exactly?”

“Ask him about his secret,” she said softly. “The one he’s been keeping for years.

The rest of the drive passed in contemplative silence. My mind raced with questions, but Mia refused to elaborate further.

the Crimson Moon Lodge, I thanked her and stepped out of

near the Steel Ascent. They nodded respectfully as they passed

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expressions.

behind the closing doors, my mind

windows. Amber Stone stood beside him,

you want to visit

eyes remained fixed on the city skyline. “It’s

carefully neutral. The weight of their conversation pressed against my consciousness, but I refused

Amber called out as I reached

simply entered the bedroom

walls, I could hear Marcus’s gaze following the sound of the closing door. But he

Marcus and I sat across from each other at the breakfast table. Our routine continued as if yesterday’s events

explanations. Neither of

lifted a spoonful of porridge to my lips and paused. The taste was unusually light and perfectly suited to my palate. The venison and herbs blended together in a

tastes different

up. “Is

I could answer, Alexander Blackwood arrived, slightly out of breath from

pace.

I’m late,” he said, pulling out his chair. He glanced at the spread before us

with deliberate care. “I prepared

as I stared at the bowl in my hands. The porridge suddenly felt

an eyebrow. “You cooked? Since when do you

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have nothing else to do while staying at the hotel,” Marcus

of him preparing breakfast felt more intimate than any

reached for his coffee. “Speaking of which, I encountered Fred Xavier

the mention of that name, my grip tightened around my spoon. My knuckles turned white as

Xavier. The name sent

memory, this name filled me with dread. I remembered how close we came to losing

year.

observe my reaction. His gaze was

relax my grip on the spoon, but the fear remained lodged in

o’clock, I returned to the Northern Territory Central Healing Institute. As I