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?"

and continued along his line of conversation. "I... I do feel a bit

"What's the matter?"

flower." 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 since I

gradually relaxed. What she said was

Zuko and Pamela decided to let her be, not excessively cautious, and she grew up healthy. It

alright." Persephone smiled. "I'll just go to the restroom, wash my face, and I'll be fine in a

"I'll accompany you..."

need. I'll

hurriedly headed to the

it. He turned to glare at the other two bodyguards, asking

could only recount the incident with

walked over and retrieved the flower from the trash can—its wrapping paper was rough, clearly cheap. Nothing was inside the wrapping, but

complexion earlier was really

and tossed the flower back.

she took out the note, looking at it repeatedly. She lightly traced

she tore the note into pieces and flushed it down the toilet despite her

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