The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 453

Tom's eyes narrowed. "Is that a threat?"

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"Me? Threatening you? Never," Henry said with a shameless grin his fake humility almost laughable. "Aren't you and my daughter good friends, Your Highness? With your influence, getting me out of here should be a piece of cake. "And hey, I'll even throw in my blessing for you to marry Maeve just send me a little cash and ship me off somewhere nice

The sheer audacity of Henry's words laid his true nature bare-greedy and vile.

Tom's sharp, glass-gray eyes turned icy. Human rights? Basic decency? Henry had clearly missed the memo. Tom couldn't help but think, 'Who does this man think he is, saying something like that? Before he could respond, his phone buzzed in his pocket. He shot Henry a sharp look before stepping away to answer. When he saw it was from the hospital, his chest tightened. 'Here we go. Keeping his voice low, he asked, "Are the results in?"

The director's voice practically crackled with excitement. "Yes, Your Highness. It's unbelievable-the test confirms Ms. Reese is the biological daughter of Princess Wren. This is astonishing!" Tom froze. 'Maeve... royalty?'

The words echoed in his mind like a thunderclap. Maeve wasn't just anyone-she was the rightful princess of the royal family, leagues above Fiora, who had already lost her title. Relief surged through him, but his throat felt dry, and a faint ringing in his ears muddled his thoughts. He needed to be absolutely sure. "You're positive? No chance of a mistake?"

"I swear on the honor granted to me by Her Majesty the Queen, there's no error, Your Highness," the director assured him, firm and resolute.

Tom felt like fireworks were exploding in his chest, lighting up the entire room-even though the ceiling was the only thing in sight. He could barely keep himself from throwing his arms in the air and shouting with joy. Instead, he began pacing, his mind buzzing, his heart hammering. He needed to pull himself together, but the excitement made it nearly impossible.

Tom exhaled slowly, keeping his voice calm and firm. "Seal the results. Nobody touches them. I'll pick them up myself."

"Understood, Your Highness!"

Ending the call, Tom allowed himself a brief smile. Relief washed over him, but the feeling was short-lived. There was still

in emotions. too much to handle, and now wasn't the time to get caught up

like he had all the power in the world. The sight made Tom's

thought it over, Your Highness?" Henry drawled, clearly full of himself. "This is a win-win! My

the air. With one swift kick, Tom sent the table flying, slamming Henry into the wall. The man crumpled to the floor, blood spewing from his mouth as his ribs cracked under the impact. He looked more like a discarded

him, his expression ice-cold. "You dare

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waiting for an answer, Tom turned to his bodyguards, stone clipped and sharp. "Send him to Blacktomb Prison. Hand him over to the warden in District One.

well what Blacktom Prison

worst of the worst.

was close to my daughter? Then why the hell is he

Henry was hiding, the warden would

care of, Tom shifted his focus. Suppressing the urge to rush to his niece, he methodically arranged police for

and indisputably-that Henry was not her real father. Tom wanted to be the one to restore her name, to wipe away the stigma she had carried for

over 20 years ago, has been arrested. During the investigation, we uncovered something shocking: Henry had recently

exploded online. Within hours, shares and likes hit over a million, but it wasn't just

half of the Queen's public wardrobe. Her work was admired across Erancia, eyen by those who didn't

designer without connections or

in barren soil. She inspired countless

top fashion designer and a living legend, shared the video. Mandysha understood struggles like Maeve's better

raw and inspiring. She had grown up in poverty, with a father sentenced to death

nonstop to provide for her

realize how blind and small-minded you are.] Mandysha's words hit like a thunderclap, as sharp as they were empowering. True to her reputation as fashion's no-nonsense queen, she didn't hold back. When she spoke, it was bound to leave a

laughing emojis and joking about how they wished they