?Chapter 385:


    The token was the one yton had given me… I stared at it in shock, my anger making it nearly impossible to breathe. Why was this token in Molly’s possession?


    “I found this token by ident at the banquetst night. Thinking yton had lost it, I went to his residence to return it to him. But then… that incident happened…” Molly’s eyes shimmered with a hint of tears, her expression one of feigned innocence.


    As I gazed at the token, my heart ached with agony. If I hadn’t lost itst night, would any of this havee to pass?


    Molly’s eyes lingered on my face, carefully scrutinizing my reaction as she gently said, “I’ll leave now. Makenna, take good care of yourself, especially since you’re carrying Bryan’s child, the first of the royal line.”


    With that, Molly turned and left, but her words struck me like a needle, causing another sharp pang of pain. The incident with Molly had tarnished my rtionship with yton, and I was pregnant with Bryan’s child. Was there no hope left for yton and me?


    Just as Molly had left, the hospital room door burst open, and Alice rushed in, her face etched with concern. She hurried to my bedside, her voice filled with anxiety as she asked, “Makenna, what on earth happened?”


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    Alice’s face was etched with seriousness, her eyes brimming with concern.


    Her presence felt like a lifeline, and in that instant, my emotional barriers crumbled.


    The weight of injustice and heartache became too much to bear, and I threw myself into her arms, sobbing uncontrobly. Alice was momentarily taken aback, her body stiffening, but then she wrapped her arms around me with a fierce embrace. I could feel her soothing hand patting my back as she murmuredforting words. “It’s alright, it’s alright. I’m here for you. Just spill it all out, and I’ll help you sort it out.”


    My tears flowed like a river breaking through a dam, and I cried for what felt like an eternity, my throat burning from the effort. As my sobs began to ebb, I finally managed to gather myself enough to speak.


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    “Last night, Prince yton and Molly… they were together,” I managed to say between choked breaths.


    “What!” Alice’s face transformed in shock, her eyes widening with a mix of disbelief and fury. “How could that happen? It must have been Molly who lured Prince yton! I’m going to have words with her right now!”


    She started to roll up her sleeves, ready to storm out.


    I quickly reached out and grabbed her hand.


    Despite my boiling anger, I knew I needed to stay rational. “Alice, hold on. We don’t have the full picture yet.”


    Alice was adamant, shaking her head. “No way! I’ve got my suspicions. That night at the banquet, Molly was wearing the same perfume you always use.”


    I stared at her, my eyebrows shooting up in surprise. “Are you certain?”


    Alice was resolute. “Absolutely. When Molly brushed past me, the scent was unmistakable. Plus, Molly’s outfit and style were eerily simr to yours. I noted it at the time because it struck me as odd.”


    I was stunned. Could Molly really have done this on purpose?


    But what about the token?


    Alice and I exchanged puzzled nces.


    Could Molly have secretly entered my room to steal the token? I considered it, but quickly dismissed the idea.


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