Persephone felt a moment of panic.

Her initial thought was whether the note might be a prank, but she quickly dismissed that idea. Even if it were a prank, there was no need for it to target her specifically.

Besides, the name written on the note was clear—Morpheus.

Morpheus was fine!

This person must know her, but for some reason, they couldn't tell her this face-to-face. It wasn't Wynn because his personality was straightforward. He wouldn't use such roundabout means.

However, who else did she know in Flinge besides Wynn and Morpheus?

Persephone's heart raced. When Seamus placed his hand on her shoulder, she nearly jumped.

"Miss, what's wrong?"

Persephone stared at him for a few seconds before shaking her head frantically.

"You don't look too well." Seamus frowned. "Are you feeling ill?"

note into her pocket and continued along his line of conversation.

"What's the matter?"

She glanced at the flower in her hand and casually tossed it into the trash. "You know I've had a slight allergy to pollen

What she said was

let her be, not excessively cautious, and she grew up healthy. It was just that some residual allergies from

restroom, wash my face, and I'll

"I'll accompany you..."

I'll be

hurriedly headed to the

something was off but couldn't pinpoint it. He turned to glare at the other two bodyguards, asking what had

bodyguards could only recount the incident with the flower-selling

cheap. Nothing was

her pale complexion earlier was really related to

his hand and tossed the flower back.

leaned against the restroom wall, she took out the note, looking at it repeatedly. She

she tore the note into pieces

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