All Her Secrets By Chestnut

Chapter 490 Waiting for You

Catherine’s silence unsettled Harry. He quickly sensed something was amiss, and a perplexed expression crossed his face.

“Doctor, don’t you desire the Passam Stone?” he inquired. “Aren’t scientists like you the most eager to get hold of it? 11

Catherine examined him carefully, finding no traces of deceit on his face.

“Tell me,” she eventually replied. ”

What do you need my assistance with?”

Her response brought relief to Harry. He said, “Doctor, my request is modest. I simply hope that you can help me escape from the palace.”

He went on, “A strange illness is spreading within the palace, much like a plague, afflicting members of the royal family. The king has decreed that no one from the royal family can leave the palace. I only wish to stay alive. If you can aid me in escaping and safeguard my life, I’ll reward you with the Passam Stone.”

Catherine lowered her head, a frigid intensity in her eyes, and her icy gaze swept over Harry.

“Why do you believe I can get you out of the palace?” she inquired. Harry locked eyes with Catherine, unwavering in his resolve. “Because you are the sole person who has dared to offend Queen Lina and depart from the palace unharmed.”

The king’s deep affection for Queen Lina was evident in his determination to elevate her son to the throne despite opposition.

Within the palace, no one dared to cross Queen Lina.

As if concerned that Catherine might doubt his sincerity, Harry emphasized, “Doctor, all I desire is to survive. For me, staying alive is more crucial than anything else.”

A few seconds passed before Catherine responded to Harry. A few seconds later, Catherine turned to Withal, who was standing nearby, and ordered, “Take him away.”

“Understood,” Withal promptly acknowledged. Even before their arrival in Ravenloth, their headquarters had already established a network of informants and personnel within the palace.

Effecting the disappearance of a person from the palace without a trace wasn’t too challenging. After receiving Catherine’s directive, Withal nodded to Harry.

“Your Highness, this way, please.”

said, “Doctor, thank you. Once they departed, Paxton Duncan spoke softly, “Mr. Duncan, this is Prince Harry, the thirteenth son of

that, he shifted his gaze to Catherine. Observing Catherine’s interaction with

the boundaries of his role. Unexpectedly, Branden reached for Catherine’s hand, and

in the Passam Stone? “he

possesses some mystical properties and thought it might be

wanting the Passam Stone. His focus was on her intentions. Since Catherine desired it, he was

I’ll obtain it for

His tone was gentle.

men to fulfill Catherine’s desires. Catherine was unfazed, and she was more than willing to accept

couldn’t help but feel that this matter was more complex than it appeared. She had only been to

world. Furthermore, Prince Harry didn’t seem as ineffectual

quickly about her interaction with Queen Lina, given that

informants were placed in the crown prince’s palace was evident. Could he

who hadn’t even had dinner, Branden couldn’t help but

let’s return and have

he suggested.

concerned solely with what mattered to

of no consequence to him. The following day, Catherine enjoyed a peaceful slumber, waking up well into the afternoon

arrival, Withal, who had been seated on the sofa,

up, Branden’s gaze followed suit. At that moment, Withal felt an icy chill sweeping in, accompanied by a powerful

promptly retreated, too scared to advance. Having overseen the Withalist Clan of the Hacker Alliance for quite some time, Withal had encountered all sorts

Branden was the only one who could instill such an instinctive fear in him. After seeing to Withal, Branden made his way to the dining table and joined

as she noticed him picking up a

“Haven’t you eaten either?”

handsome face, and a subtle glint graced his

waiting for

“Haha,” Catherine chuckled softly.

restful sleep, her mood was quite good. Withal, who was sitting on the sofa, watched the scene from a distance, silently

and there was no

a considerable time for Catherine to finish her meal and settle on the living room sofa, Withal finally

in Branden’s direction. Ensuring that the big shot had no

tougher; he was, after all, the head of the Withalist Clan. He not only had to consider