?Chapter 471:


    At the mention of Molly, yton’s expression hardened like stone. His voice was cold and distant. “Molly’s affairs are no concern of mine.”


    The servant, visibly sweating, stammered nervously, “It’s about the child she’s carrying. If His Majesty finds out you’re indifferent, there will be consequences.”


    yton’sugh was hollow, bitter, dripping with sarcasm. “How convenient. She copses now, just when her sister Hayley is facing a death sentence. I wouldn’t be surprised if she’s putting on an act.”


    The servant wiped her forehead anxiously, her voice barely above a whisper. “I don’t know the full details, but no matter what, it’s best if you see her. The child’s well-being is crucial.”


    “No. I won’t go. Leave!” yton’s tone was final, brooking no argument.


    As I looked at the cold set of his features, I could see the weight of his own helplessness pressing down on him. Though it pained me to think of him leaving for Molly, I softly suggested, “Your Highness, maybe you should go and check. This isn’t something to take lightly.”


    He pressed his lips together, his eyes betraying a flicker of doubt. For a moment, I thought he might relent, but then his gaze hardened again, and he shook his head resolutely. “No, I’m not going.”


    The servant, shoulders slumped in defeat, bowed before leaving. Once the door closed behind him, yton turned back to me, his voice soft but firm. “To me, Makenna, you are the only one that matters.”


    His gaze held mine, filled with such affection it felt as if I were the center of his universe. My heart stuttered in my chest, warmth flooding through me, leaving me both ted and deeply moved.


    “Hmph, I’m still here, you know. Don’t you two think this is a bit much?” Bryan’s sharp voice shattered the moment.


    Feeling awkward, I snapped back to reality and nced between yton and Bryan. Both looked irritated, as though ready to pick up the earlier argument right where they had left off.


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    Desperate to defuse the tension, I quickly said, “How about we eat? It’s gettingte.”


    Evie seized the chance to speak up. “Yes, Makenna’s expecting. She must eat regrly, or it won’t be good for the baby.”


    At the mention of the baby, the tension between the three princes softened, and the air in the room grew noticeably lighter. Evie quickly stepped forward, reaching out to guide me toward the kitchen.


    But just as I rose from the sofa, a wave of dizziness struck me like a crashing tide. My vision blurred, my legs gave way, and the world went ck as I fell into unconsciousness.


    Molly’s POV:


    After Hayley was taken away, I found myself anxiously pacing the floors of the vi. With every ticking minute, it felt as though an invisible grip tightened around my heart, making it almost unbearable.


    “Hayley, you must return safe and sound!” I murmured to myself, casting frequent nces toward the door, praying for her return.


    Atst, Gwyn, whom I had sent out to gather information, returned. Her face was shadowed with a grim expression, as if she had just received devastating news. I couldn’t contain my urgency and rushed to ask, “Gwyn, what happened to my sister?”


    Her voice quivered as she replied, “I’ve just found out that Miss Hayley White… she’s facing execution!”


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