Chapter 1108:

Without thinking, Christopher shifted to the side, careful not to make even the faintest noise. Once he was confident he was out of sight, he leaned against the wall, steadying his breath. Only after several moments did the tension in his chest begin to ease. Rhys was still only twelve years old, but his imposing aura was undeniable.

Ever since waking up from his recent fainting spell, Rhys’ memories had been somewhat reclaimed, anchoring him to his twelve-year-old self. Unlike before, he retained every detail of the recent events.

According to Tonya, Rhys would remain in this childlike state until his full recollection returned.

This revelation made Christopher tread even more carefully.

After all, Rhys at twelve was at his most devious.

A sudden sound—a rhythmic thump—broke Christopher’s thoughts.

He turned, catching sight of Rhys hopping past him, one leg bouncing in an almost playful manner, heading toward the first-floor pool.

noted, Rhys’ left foot

ground left him

wrong. The contradiction unsettled Christopher.

Rhys sat, his gaze

remained rooted, grappling with

tense. The recent influx of memories had

favorite stories are on

mind be stuck in a grown man’s body? And why did

swirled in Rhys’ mind, a group of patrol guards dressed in black strode

memories of these past two days.

under her

ever hope to return

the events from earlier that day. She didn’t like him with fragmented memories. In his current state—weak and vulnerable—he could barely challenge

not like when he was ten. Rhys’ lips tightened, his

was flawless, her features

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