?Chapter 225:


    The mention of yton made my heart skip a beat, and his handsome face shed through my mind, bringing a sweet, involuntary smile to my lips. In fact, I had sought out yton even before the assessment began.


    Makenna’s POV:


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    In this cutthroat world, yton was the only person who had both the power and the willingness to help me. So, I made sure to seek him out alone, away from prying eyes.


    At that time, yton was deeply engrossed in his official duties. When he noticed me approaching, his surprise was immediate. “What’s wrong? You look pale.”


    I stood at the threshold of his study, the unease clearly visible on my face, and my voice trembled slightly. “Your Highness, I need to ask for a favor… I know it’s a lot to ask, but you’re the only one I can turn to.”


    yton put aside the documents he was working on and looked at me with concern. “What’s happened? I’ll help with whatever I can.”


    I bit my lip before responding, “Your Highness, could you assist me in leaving the pce for a while?”


    “Leave the pce?” yton’s brow furrowed in confusion. “What do you need to do outside?”


    I pressed my lips together, reluctant to reveal my true intentions, and gave him a vague exnation. “I… I have some personal matters to take care of.”


    It wasn’t that I didn’t trust yton, but the idea of a sex ve trying to bring down the Harrison family seemed too impossible. If my n was exposed and he became involved, it would be disastrous for him.


    Moreover, I worried that if I told yton the entire truth, he might try to stop me.


    Taking a deep breath, feeling a surge of insecurity, I continued pleading, “Your Highness… Can you help me?” Even though yton was my only hope, I had little faith that he would truly assist me. Perhaps he had shown me kindness, but would he really help me in this situation?


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    My anxiety grew as I considered that allowing a sex ve to leave the pce was no small matter, especially without exining my full intentions. It would be understandable if yton chose not to help.


    As expected, yton fell silent.


    His silence made my heart sink. Although I had prepared myself for disappointment, I couldn’t help but feel a wave of dejection.


    Not wanting to impose any further, I swallowed my bitterness, stood up, and began to leave. “I was presumptuous. Your Highness, I should go now. I apologize for the disturbance.”


    But just as I turned away, yton’s hand reached out to stop me.


    “Wait,” he said. After a brief pause, he added, “I’ll help you.”


    “Really?” I turned back, astonished.


    He had agreed so easily? Without even asking what I intended to do?


    Still somewhat incredulous, I asked, “You’re… willing to help me?”


    I had expected reluctance, given his earlier silence.


    yton looked at me with a resigned smile and exined, “I didn’t respond right away because I was concerned that if you went out, you might put yourself in danger.”


    I was taken aback, feeling a surge of joy. I hadn’t expected yton to be so considerate. It seemed he cared for me more than I had realized.


    He then handed me a token, a symbol of freedom to move in and out of the pce. “With this, you can go in and out of the pce without anyone stopping you.”


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