My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

Chapter 146

In the grand hall of the mansion.

“Leo!”

Queenie rushed in from outside, breathless. Spotting Leonard emerging from the study but without Orion in sight, she urgently asked, “Where’s Ori? Where is he?”

“What do you need him for?”

Leonard sipped his red wine leisurely, a hiss escaping his lips in appreciation.

It was a vintage treasure indeed, rich and full–bodied from just a sip, intoxicatingly so. Earlier, Xanthea had downed a whole glass and was likely to be fast asleep shortly.

Leonard had hoped to use the wine to create an opportunity for Orion tonight, but it seemed his plan had backfired.

“I need to talk to him urgently, stop asking and just tell me!”

“He just stepped out, went down the west corridor to find Xan.”

Queenie

Xan, why are you in such a rush to

looking around desperately until she finally spotted

“Ori.”

as she

It wasn’t just him.

was another figure, desperately struggling but unable

such ferocity it seemed he might consume

this moment, he seemed like a completely different person, crazed and captivated, utterly

recognized the fiery red hem of the fox dress and

the rumors were

Orion’s girlfriend. Yet, what broke Queenie’s heart wasn’t this

girlfriend, it would just be a cold, arranged marriage, or a decorative vase set aside to appease

cold and distant as him wouldn’t really fall

about someone.

even if forcefully, he was drowning in it, indistinguishable from