Chapter 880

Chasel's narrowed eyes flickered as he saw no deceit or frivolity in the man's expression, causing his initial wariness to fade.

Coupled with his naturally insatiable curiosity, he couldn't help but ask:

"Really? Do we look that much alike?"

"Absolutely, especially your eyes."

The man nodded vigorously, his gaze locked on Chasel as if unable to look away. "But upon closer inspection, it's just a physical resemblance. Your demeanor and movements are entirely different. I'm sorry. I mistook you for someone else."

"No worries."

Chasel shrugged it off nonchalantly. "When you get back, you should share this story with your friend. After all, it's quite fascinating that there's someone who looks just like him in the world."

The man shook his head sadly, "I wish I could, but there's no chance now. He passed away, many years ago."

Chasel was momentarily taken aback, "Sorry."

"It's okay."

As Chasel was about to get into his car, the man asked again, "It's really rare to meet a fellow countryman in Bastan. I mean no offense, I'm just curious where are you from?"

"From Skyrim."

The sports car quickly disappeared into the night.

"Skyrim? That man was also from Skyrim."

The man reminisced about that beautiful, delicate face, his gaze growing darker.

On the drive back, Chasel looked out at the snowy road, pondering over the encounter with the stranger and feeling an inexplicable emotion welling up inside him.

He had a good memory and had immediately remembered the name Aubrey.

He was oddly curious about how much he resembled Aubrey to have caused such a misunderstanding.

Before the sports car even reached the manor's main gate, Chasel saw Cassius' tall, imposing figure wearing a matching cashmere coat, silently standing, a thin layer of snow dusting his broad shoulders.

"Cassius!"

Chasel quickly got out of the car and ran over, plunging into the man's arms like a graceful bird returning to the forest.

Cassius wrapped his arms around Chasel's waist, pulling him into his warm

embrace and asked with a gentle laugh:

"Where did you sneak off to, my little fox?"

"I went to get you some treats, had no time for playing."

Chasel pouted, "I went to buy those famous local pastries, thinking of surprising you with them for breakfast. So much for the surprise."

"It's my fault."

Cassius' large hand caressed the back of his neck, gently kneading, his eyes filled with undisguised tenderness, "Having you by my side is a surprise every day. I'm already very content."

"I remember you weren't this smooth-talking before, learning

everything." The man's dark eyes brimmed

breaths mingled softly and

snowy night, everything about them seemed

smoothly entered

the darkness, stopping in front of the gate,

the direction they had left, then took out his phone to look at the photo he had

confirmation, he would have firmly believed that this was Cassius and Aubrey from

his teeth and floored

Outside the castle.

to tell Cassius about the little incident at the pastry shop, but seeing three unfamiliar luxury cars parked in the courtyard, with

Jareth say the wedding was just for the Ashbourne and

she brought someone with her. To be precise,

held him, his expression somewhat mysterious, "She's quite

"How significant can she be? More than our family's first

"She's a princess."

the States, people also called me the prince of the neurology field." Chasel

a real princess, the only

dropped open

Meanwhile―

in the living

water-blue silk gown with a white fur

and grace. Everyone was

"Let me introduce her."

clasped her hands in front of her, offering a smile that was embarrassed

everyone's eyes wide

aback, her lips parting slightly

"Wow, a princess!!"

eyes widening with astonishment. "In all my life, I've only seen nightclub 'princesses,'

he turned to leave, only

"Where are you going?"

come see the princess." Jareth was a curious soul, eager to share the excitement with his

you act a

a long journey from Elmsworth here, tired

suddenly follow Debby all the

have connections with her. Not to mention the Fairhaven family, she wouldn't travel all this way to attend the wedding

royal princesses traveling with

traveling so light, even her bodyguard is Debby's. Seems a

forward with a graceful

friend of the First Lady, my apologies for

walked out, both men tall and striking, their presence undiminished by any royal standard. "Dad! Bennett!" Evadne rushed to

in a forced greeting, his gaze, complex and unreadable, fell on the travel-weary

they landed on Stella's radiant face,

her eyes lit up

status, she approached

know women best, and Evadne sharply

was something more between Princess

a story to

face lifted in mock arrogance, locking

going to bow to a

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