FreeNovelChapter 412 Chapter 412 Toy Samuel stood in front of the large windows, his tall figure outlined against the city lights.
He watched the tense standoff between the Shields and Melody, a flicker of amusement crossing his face. "I remember that guy in the wheelchair. His name's Cameron, right? He was close to Drooby, wasn't he?" One of his subordinates nodded quickly. "Yes, Cameron is Melody's brother. At first, we thought we could use him to control her. But it turns out he's not much use. He's got no real relationship with Melody. If anything, they're more like enemies." Samuel's cold blue eyes narrowed as he absorbed the information. His lips twisted into a sharp, calculating smile.
"So, they're enemies, huh?" he said, his voice darkening. "He managed to irritate Melody? That's exactly the kind of person we need. A perfect tool. We'll use this." He turned away from the window, his tone firm as he gave his orders. "Pass on my instructions." On the arena floor, Melody had just placed the Veinspire Codex back into its box. She had no reason to request the dry needling manuscript anymore.
Suzanna, although confused by the intensity of Melody's hatred toward Cameron, couldn't hold her tongue. She hesitated, then spoke quietly, "Melody ... please don't say things you don't mean.
"You're still not giving up on Martin, are you?" Suzanna said, her voice laced with sorrow. "By returning it, you're not just taking Cameron's hope. You're taking Martin's, too." Tears threatened to spill from Suzanna's eyes, and she couldn't help but glance at Tyrell, hoping for his reassurance.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Tyrell, don't be too upset. I'm sure she didn't mean it. She just acted on impulse..." Suzanna paused for a moment, looking down. "I ... I know the organizers a little. Maybe I could ask them to lend us the Veinspire Codex for a while." As she spoke, Suzanna moved carefully toward Tyrell. Her small frseemed almost fragile next to his imposing stature.
He stood like a wall, strong and unshakable, while she was like a bird next to him.
Unlike her father, Sean, who had rushed in without understanding the full situation, Suzanna was keenly observant.
She had picked up on the smallest details.
She had already figured out that Tyrell wasn't just anyone.
A person without power wouldn't have stepped onto the stage and knocked Drooby unconscious with one blow. And while Avenstras wore a white headband, it was clearly different from the mourning cloths of Cleussau.
Sean had never even thought to question it, remaining completely oblivious to the signs right in front of him. Suzanna's mind raced as she pieced everything together.
She had heard enough about Avenstras' current state. The country, rich from oil, was in turmoil.
The newly crowned King Fellman as had proved himself but the royal family was still divided.
It looked like King Fellman held power, but old factions within the family fought desperately for control. The situation was unstable.
én If Tyrell truly held a high position in the royal family, he wouldn't have left his homeland, Suzanna thought.
She was certain now. Tyrell must be from Avenstras. Somehow, he ended up in Sommerville and a young Melody.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmNow, he had returned, his true identity no longer hidden.
Given his confident demeanor, Suzanna was sure he was at least a prince in Avenstras. Even a prince there would have wealth and power beyond imagination.
But had he cto take Melody back to Avenstras? As Suzanna's thoughts turned darker, Tyrell met her gaze.
She quickly masked her jealousy, wiping away the bitterness that had almost shown.
No matter what, she couldn't let om Melody live a better life than hers.
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