Chapter 2052: Dark Arts

The driver nervously glanced back, fearing that if Joyce's hand slipped, the Crown Prince would die on the spot. Even if they died a thousand times, they couldn't escape the blame.

"I have one bullet left in my gun, reserved just for you," Joyce said, pressing the gun barrel harder. "Get out of the car. Have the driver open the door. You and I will get out together. Once I'm safe, I'll let you go."

She commanded.

But Clint remained motionless.

The driver held his breath.

Even if he opened the door, he had to follow the Crown Prince's orders and couldn't act on his own.

"Clint, did you hear me?! Don't think I won't do it. I won't hesitate. Even if you're the Crown Prince! I'm still a warlord's heir! Killing you is a responsibility I can bear."

Clint laughed. "Joyce, do you know why I don't care?"

He elegantly extended his hands, gently caressing his wound with long fingers, indifferent to her words.

Joyce squinted her eyes. She knew something was wrong but couldn't pinpoint what it was.

Desperate and taking risks, she had no choice but to hold him hostage.

Suddenly.

Joyce felt a sharp pain throughout her body.

The intense pain and suddenness made her unable to hold onto the gun.

Clint raised his arm and easily disarmed her in

ejected the bullet from the

was now

the empty gun onto Joyce and

"What are you looking

Clint had taken her gun. The reason was her sudden pain. Why? It

the empty gun, still feeling the pain from earlier. "Clint,

you too much. Your actions have

home immediately! Otherwise, you'll be at odds with my Heath family warlords. If our countries clash, aren't you afraid your position as Crown

suddenly grabbed Joyce's chin. "Do you

hand and waved

clenched

felt that

beautiful eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at

It wasn't scientific.

you do to me?" Joyce broke free from his grip

wrong.

"Heh." Clint chuckled deeply.

ceremony earlier?" Joyce finally began to suspect the ceremony; everything was too abnormal. "Have you heard of East Lands' dark arts?" Clint asked

frowned. "What kind of nonsense

East Lands' dark arts?

believe in such unscientific things at

a hand again, this time pulling her

with her hair,

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