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Chapter 297 - The Lord Isn’t There
Thomas wore a wide smile as he stepped out the door, Annette right beside him mirroring his expression.They had just spoken confidently in front of Darla, but deep down, both were filled with anxiety and fear. The cheerful act was merely a facade—to keep their daughter’s heart from crumbling.In truth, they were terrified that Marc might reject the proposal. Worse, he might even punish them for daring to bring it up. But that didn’t matter to them. As long as there was even the slightest chance to save their daughter from that vile nobleman Godfrey, they would do whatever it took.Their steps were firm and quick, but Darla trailed behind them hesitantly, her gaze often lowered. It was a stark contrast to her usual confident self—so unfamiliar it almost felt like she was someone else.Something about the thought of facing Marc and bringing up the proposal made her heart feel like a storm was raging inside it.They walked through the sprawling backyard, lush with vibrant flowers of eve
Chapter 296 - If That’s Truly the Only Option
What?For a moment, the room fell silent again. The three members of the Quentin family stared at Lyman, not uttering a single word. Their expressions seemed to ask the same unspoken question.Noticing the tension in the air, Lyman bowed awkwardly.“Please forgive me, my lord. I didn’t mean to overstep.”“No. No, not at all.”Thomas shook his head firmly. Though his face still bore traces of weariness, a spark of hope lit up his eyes. It was faint before—but now, after hearing the butler’s suggestion, it came alive.Thomas rose from the sofa, strode over to Lyman, and clapped him heartily on the shoulder before letting out a booming laugh.“Hahaha! You’re right! Absolutely right! Why didn’t I think of that sooner?”Truth be told, Thomas had admired Marc ever since the young man began visiting—even before Thomas fully recovered from his illness. He respected him deeply.A young man with extraordinary healing abilities—one in a million. Someone with such rare talent might only come arou
Chapter 295 - A Brilliant Idea
Darla couldn’t hold back her tears as the words slipped from her lips.Just as she’d said—if Marc, a noble of higher rank than them all, had made a decision, didn’t that mean they were expected to obey it, even if it went against everything they wanted?Everyone in the room fell silent, their eyes cast down to the floor.Especially Annette, who could only hold her daughter tightly as she sobbed in her arms. All she could do was take a deep, trembling breath. Her mind was in turmoil—torn between finding a way to protect her daughter and figuring out how to reject Marc’s proposal without putting the family at risk of openly defying him.For several long minutes, the only sounds in the fifteen-by-fifteen-meter chamber were soft sobs and heavy sighs."Don't worry, sweetheart, don't worry," Annette whispered gently into Darla's ear, even though she had no solution yet for the painful dilemma that weighed on them."I'm sure we'll find a way through this.""Your mother’s right, sweetheart,"
Chapter 294 - Darla’s Fear
What?Marc is a Vice Marquis?It wasn’t just Thomas—everyone in the room froze, their mouths agape in shock, especially Annette and Darla.How could they have treated someone of such high rank, someone far above them in status, like a commoner? How could they have spoken to a lord without even a shred of respect, let alone the proper formalities?Thomas had casually called him Marc, without so much as a “Lord.” And Annette and Darla had openly voiced their disappointment in him—bluntly, even harshly.Worse still, they had just raised their voices at him. Disrespected him. Treated him with outright rudeness.Now that they knew who he really was, how could they possibly stay calm?They couldn’t.They had made a massive mistake. And there was only one thing left to do—apologize.“Then what are we waiting for?” Annette said urgently.“We need to go to the infirmary—right now. We have to ask Lord Belmont for forgiveness!”Annette’s reaction was perfectly appropriate. After behaving so disr
Chapter 293 - Unraveling the Oddity
The head butler immediately stood tall and composed before the baron."Have you checked her identity?""I have, my lord. As far as I can tell, there was nothing suspicious about the identification she presented. Everything appears to be authentic."Lyman wasn’t just answering the baron’s question. The old man knew full well that his lord was fishing for deeper insight."I can confirm that the woman truly is an emissary from Lord Castellan."In the noble traditions of Walenstein—and in fact, among all noble houses throughout the kingdom of Lanshire—the person delivering a letter was considered just as important as the letter itself. No one could rule out the possibility of malicious actors posing as messengers under the name of a noble family, even if that family hadn’t sent a letter at all.To guard against such risks, every noble family in Lanshire—from barons to dukes—used a secret seal on the identification card carried by their couriers. This seal was known only among fellow noble
Chapter 292 - An Envoy from Wyndham
“Bringing news from Lord Castellan?”Thomas’s brows knit together. His thoughts immediately turned to Leopold Castellan, who hadn’t been seen in public for years now.“Hasn’t His Lordship been ill for quite some time?” he muttered to himself. “Why would he suddenly send a letter now?”The sudden arrival of a marquis’s envoy at his doorstep certainly caught the baron off guard. There had been no word of the marquis recovering—or even stirring from seclusion.Still, Thomas chose not to dwell on it. Just hearing that Lord Castellan had sent an envoy was enough to lift his spirits. After all, the marquis had once been one of his dearest friends.“Very well. Tell her I’ll see her in a few minutes.”Taking a few long, calming breaths, Thomas tried to ease his irritation. He was curious to meet this unexpected guest and eager to know what message the marquis had sent after so long.“Are you sure you want to meet her?”Annette looked at her husband with concern as he prepared to leave the fam
Chapter 291 - The Drive to Pinewood District (Part 2)
“You really don’t get what I mean?”Marc asked, glancing at Bachary through the rearview mirror. The butler looked visibly startled, even a little scared. Of course, Marc knew the man beside him was trying to hide something.“Bachary, do you really think I don’t know what’s going on in that head of yours? I confided a huge secret in you, and now you’re trying to keep something from me? Since when did you start playing so unfairly?”Marc’s voice was firm but laced with playful sarcasm. A sly smirk tugged at his lips.“Come on, just tell me. No need to keep it under wraps. You know something about that old man, don’t you?”Bachary stayed silent for a moment, then exhaled deeply—several times.There was no point in hiding anything from someone as sharp as Marc. No matter how carefully he tried to cover it up, the master healer would eventually sniff it out.“Alright, I’ll tell you,” Bachary said at last, his voice subdued.“But please… this stays between us, okay? You don’t mind, do you,
Chapter 290 - The Drive to Pinewood District (Part 1)
The Bentayga cruised smoothly along the private road, drawing closer to the main gates—marking the edge of the sprawling Quentin estate, which spanned over a hundred hectares. Just as they were nearing the boundary, Bachary finally broke the silence.“Mr. Belmont… may I ask where exactly we’re going?”With a quick glance at Marc and then back to the road ahead, Bachary’s tone was laced with curiosity.What on earth was going on with his employers?And what exactly was Marc planning by heading out like this?These thoughts had been tumbling through his mind ever since they left the estate.“Pinewood,” Marc answered calmly.“Take me to Pinewood.”“Understood, sir,” Bachary replied.He steered the Bentayga to the right as they exited the estate. It was the route that would lead them straight to their destination.“Mr. Belmont… Forgive me for asking, but... may I know what this is about now?”Bachary shot a cautious glance toward Marc, uncertainty in his voice. He was afraid the question
Chapter 289 - An Insult
“Damn it! I misspoke.”Marc slammed his clenched fist on the table the moment everyone had left.“I should’ve explained my plan first before saying something like that.”Yes, Marc had insisted that the wedding must not be postponed—let alone canceled. But that didn’t mean he supported the marriage itself.He had a plan. A huge plan.He couldn’t afford to let this wedding fall through. Not for Darla’s sake—but for something far greater.Still, there didn’t seem to be much he could do at the moment.“They looked really upset. I doubt I can talk to them right now,” Marc muttered, visibly restless.“Well, I’ve still got a week. Hopefully I can lay out my plan to them before then.”There was a reason Marc hadn’t revealed what he was truly up to. It involved his new identity. And once that came into play, there was a whole lot he’d need to explain—especially about his role as the Vice Marquis.Refusing to sulk over it any longer, Marc stood from his chair and headed out the door.The mornin
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