Chapter 406

For Melanie, this was another form of invisible insult—anyone could humiliate her now. Despite her grief and anger, she didn't lose her temper, nor did she dare to.

In swift moves, the men in black blindfolded her and dragged her out.

While they dragged her out of the room, they purposefully placed her as close to the floor as possible so that her entire body was grazing on the floor except for her face. As a result, the dust from the floor scattered everywhere and covered her face, which made her afraid and angry simultaneously.

"Ah, let me go! How can you do this to me, Vania Greyson? Do you really not want to save your child anymore?"

She couldn't see anything now and could only turn to Hanson based on her instincts from earlier. "I was wrong, and I realized my mistake now. So, please let me off, Hanson."

In fact, she knew where they would take her to. Hanson had numerous secret chambers to his name, and he was the only one who knew where they were. Nobody else could find them without his knowledge.

If she was really taken away, who would be able to save her? Would she be left to survive on her own?


Her heart was beginning to waver, contemplating whether she should spill the beans so they would let her go.

Of course, Vania and Hanson noticed her hesitancy, but they were not the least swayed. Their eyes turned stone cold, and they asked the men in black to drag Melanie away.


Finally, their ears could catch a break from the noise.

"It seems that she has more information than we thought." Vania had recovered her usual tone and didn't sound as seductive as she did earlier.

Hanson nodded in agreement. "There's no rush. We'll let her suffer a little, and then she will start singing like a canary."

"Okay." By now, all the hostility she carried around her had dissipated completely.

She felt her heart aching when she saw how pale Hanson's face had become. "Let's go home now because you need to have a good rest. After that, I'll make the arrangements, and we'll head out."

From Melanie's words earlier, she could already guess that the person who prepared the poison really had no cure for it, and they would have to learn from their ancestors—traveling places in search of treatment.

Hanson looked directly into her eyes and replied earnestly, "I'm fine." He knew how anxious Vania was to save Jude and that she didn't want to lose even a second in search of a cure for her child.

Nevertheless, Vania shook her head and declined. "Even if we set off now, we'll be just going around in circles aimlessly. This trip will be long and far, and we have no idea what will happen. So, our health is the most important. Furthermore, there are so many things we have to prepare, and maybe the kids can dig out even more information."

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