While speaking, Nico and Nicole walked out of the dungeon and got into a car.

Soon, they arrived at the duke’s residence.

The moment Nico got out of the car, he spotted a familiar tall figure at the entrance.

The man was wearing a black coat. He stood straight, exuding a wave of cold and dignified aura, seemingly waiting for Nico on purpose.

Although he had a cap and a mask on, Nico could still recognize him at first glance.

His eyes turned red. Forgetting about the wounds on his body, he pounced on the man and wrapped his arms around him.

Patting his back, the man teased, “It’s only been half a month. Why have you become so soft?”

Nico frowned slightly and did not reply to him. He tightened his grip on the man as though he was seeking the warmth of an elder brother from him.

Nicole walked over and said, “Don’t be too rough. You’re going to hurt him. His wounds haven’t recovered yet.”

The man glanced at Nico, then silently withdrew his hand from Nico’s back. “Looks like it’s been a fruitful trip. You even brought back a cute girl.”

Nicole giggled, while Nico fell silence.

At that moment, Charles was on the way back to Alzer Palace.

Staring at the dark sky outside the car window, Charles ordered Jonah coldly, “Find a way to kill Nico before he boards the plane tomorrow night and take back the Super Antiviral.”

“B-But he has extremely good fighting skills, and we can’t use guns in public. If we send too many men over, it’s going to attract the people’s attention. I don’t think our men are a match for him.”

Charles narrowed his eyes. “He has yet to recover. Just do as I say.”

“Got it,” Jonah said from the front passenger seat.

Suddenly, his phone rang.

His expression became tense at once. Turning his head to look at Charles, he said, “Mr. Lund, the people we sent to the dungeon said that Nico has gone missing!”

Charles furrowed his brows. “Look into it!”

minutes after sending a text message, Jonah received a reply. “Mr. Lund, they couldn’t find him. It’s as

trying to say that he magically disappeared?” Charles

with the special privilege token given by Her Highness, you don’t have the authority to

the antidote

death’s door. He isn’t able to hold

to be a sleepless

woken up by the housekeepers to wash up and get

no harm to pregnant women. Gwendolyn didn’t like others to put on makeup for her, so she put

Charles arranged for a car to

packed with the high-ranking nobles in the royal

Caesar were helping Charles to welcome

the car window, Gwendolyn spared an indifferent glance at the lively cathedral. When the car pulled up at the back door of the cathedral, she went into the lounge that Charles had prepared for her

worn the wedding gown. Her hair

She went to the table and picked up a comb to tie her hair into

a pair of warm

the mirror and

her hand from his and asked icily, “Why are you here?

mother and Caesar are helping me at the front. I can make some time out to help you do your hair.” Charles picked up the comb and gently combed her

a woman’s hair?”

learned from a stylist a few days ago.” Charles smiled

her hair, Gwendolyn sat there in silence

her hair and helped her wear the veil

gazed at the peerless beautiful woman, imprinting her beauty on

ago. The only thing I don’t regret in

eyes and didn’t say

knocked on the door and said, “Ms. Harris, the

“Okay,” Gwendolyn responded lazily.

into a pair of high heels. She had come

me do it.” Charles pressed her shoulders and made her sit

delicate shoe box beside the shoe rack and opened

day. Haven’t you always wanted

knee and squatted at her feet

wedding. To me, it’s perfect as long as you’re the bride. I did my research yesterday. Pregnant women aren’t recommended to wear heels because they’re bad for the baby, so I went out and bought the flats last night. I didn’t get to tell you about

a daze, slightly

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