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.

as Tonya had noted, Rhys’

left him

though nothing was wrong. The contradiction unsettled Christopher. Was Rhys faking it, or was there

pool, Rhys sat, his gaze fixed on the water’s

remained rooted, grappling with

tense. The recent influx of memories had left

stories are on

a grown man’s body? And why did the events of the past two days

As these questions swirled in Rhys’ mind, a group of patrol guards dressed

them stood Harlee, the woman who had consumed his memories of these past two days. She issued instructions with authority, and the

under

could he ever hope to return to

the events from earlier that day. She didn’t like him with fragmented memories.

he was ten. Rhys’ lips tightened, his

her features delicate yet

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