?Chapter 306:


    Alice approached with curiosity. “Makenna, where have you been? How did you catch so many animals?”


    Feeling a bit embarrassed, I leaned in to whisper in Alice’s ear, “I fell into a trap by ident. Prince Dominic rescued me. It was gettingte, so I didn’t have time to hunt. He arranged these for me.”


    Alice’s eyes widened in shock before she teased, “I didn’t expect Prince Dominic to be so considerate.”


    I shrugged helplessly. “Maybe.”


    Makenna’s POV: The night after the hunt finally brought a moment of calm. Alice and I returned to the manor and sat side by side, trying to appreciate the dinnerid before us. Yet I couldn’t summon any appetite; my thoughts were entirely consumed by how to handle Frank and Jessica. These two had caused enough trouble—I needed a n to deal with them once and for all.


    After dinner, as Alice and I were heading back to our rooms, we ran into Frank and Jessica. Jessica clung to Frank’s arm, both of them approaching us with exaggerated smiles, parading their love for the world to see. But I didn’t miss the sh of panic in Frank’s eyes the moment he saw me. He tried to steer Jessica away, but she deliberately stopped in front of me, a sneer ying on her lips.


    “Makenna, why are you staring at us like a fool? Jealous of how much my husband and I love each other?” she taunted, her voice dripping with mockery.


    Jealous? The very sight of them made me feel sick. Without thinking, I raised my hand and pped Jessica sharply across the face. The sharp crack echoed through the night. Her head snapped to the side, strands of hair floating in the air.


    Before she could recover, I struck her again on the other cheek.


    “Ah! Makenna!” Jessica screamed, lunging at me like a madwoman. Alice quickly intervened, pushing her away. Jessica stumbled, her fury growing as she grabbed Frank’s sleeve, crying hysterically, “Darling! Are you just going to stand there and watch me get bullied? Do something!”


    Frank, trying to calm her, stepped forward, his face a mix of anger and disbelief.


    “Makenna! She’s your sister, and she’s so delicate! How could you do that to her?”


    I met his gaze, my voiceced with contempt. “Delicate? Jessica’s a vile woman, and you’re a bastard. You two are a perfect match. Does Jessica know what you did behind her back? You tried to harm me. Don’t think I’ll let you off so easily.”


    My words struck a nerve, and Frank’s face flushed with anger. “Makenna! You’re a bitch!”


    Anger erupted in his eyes, and blue veins were clearly visible on his forehead. He raised his hand, intending to teach me a lesson.


    “Stop!”


    At that pivotal moment, amanding voice cut through the tension, halting Frank in his tracks. We turned toward the source: yton, striding toward us with an air of authority that could silence a storm. His silver hair brushed over his eyebrows, partially shadowing them, while his piercing golden eyes simmered with barely restrained fury. A raw aura of power radiated from him.


    “Frank, what exactly do you think you’re doing?” yton’s voice sliced through the air like a de.


    “Your Highness, I wasn’t… It’s not what you think…” Frank stammered, hastily pulling back his hand. He tried to exin, but his words stumbled and fell apart like a poorly built house of cards.


    yton didn’t even bother to look at him again. Instead, his gaze softened as it fell on me, the sternness in his eyes melting like snow under the sun.


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