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.

had noted, Rhys’

with the ground left him

was, skipping around as though nothing was wrong. The contradiction unsettled Christopher. Was Rhys faking it, or was there another explanation

pool, Rhys sat, his gaze fixed

remained rooted, grappling

The recent

stories are on

in a grown man’s body? And why did the events of the

cause such chaotic memories? As these questions swirled in Rhys’ mind, a group of patrol guards dressed in black

these past two days. She issued instructions with authority, and the guards bowed

moved under her

could he ever hope to return to his

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

himself to be manipulated again, not like when he was ten. Rhys’ lips tightened, his eyes filled with resolve. Yet, unbidden, Harlee’s gentle expression crept into

flawless, her features delicate

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