Ambrose looked sad; he bowed his head in shame and said, “Watson and Donoghue had plotted that together. Watson gave the treasure chest to Donoghue, and Donoghue had left very quickly.”

 

‘What?’

 

Heather trembled; she was utterly stunned.

 

A few seconds later, Heather cried, “That is the treasure my people have

guarded for thousands of years. And now it’s missing. How can I explain it to my father, and how can I explain it to the people…”

Heather felt angry and sad when she said that. Her tears could not stop. Ambrose was in distress; he held Heather in his arms and comforted her.

“Don’t worry, I will bring the treasure back, and I will never let Donoghue use it for his evil plans.”

 

His tone was firm and unquestionable.

 

Heather was moved to hear that assurance. She leaned against Ambrose’s arms and said, “Thank you, Brother Ambrose.”

 

them held each other quietly in an embrace.

 

Pfft!

 

“You guys continued with your chat; I’m heading

 

progressed so fast in their relationship. As

 

when she realized that she was holding Ambrose so tightly. She felt ashamed; she wanted to find a place to

 

he said,

 

kept his gaze

 

at such a close distance. She was

 

even more

 

 

at the Raksasa camp at the foot of the Chaotic

 

under Alaric’s command, the Raksasa Army managed to retreat and

 

looked grand. The Raksasa Army had a million soldiers;

 

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