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    With that thought, a surge of energy coursed through me. However, I knew I wasn’t capable of taking Makenna’s life on my own. I needed to return to my family and consult someone.


    I dashed back to my family home, making a beeline for the basement as soon as I stepped inside. The basement exuded a damp chill, and the flickering light cast eerie shadows around me. I was ustomed to the atmosphere, hiking up my skirt as I ventured deeper into the darkness.


    In the farthest corner, I found him: a skeletal man. He sat in silence, enveloped in an aura of mystery. Even in his middle age, his handsome features were striking, with deep-set eyes and a prominent nose that only added to his enigmatic allure.


    Seeing him stirred a sigh from my lips. It was no wonder he was the most elusive wizard around. Thanks to his potions, I had managed to deceive yton into believing my child was his.


    At that moment, the man sat still, eyes closed, seemingly oblivious to my presence, as if I were nothing more than a wisp of smoke. I frowned slightly, a touch of displeasure creeping in, but I understood his peculiar temperament. I couldn’t afford to offend him.


    “Jett.” I coughed lightly. “How have you been holding up down here?”


    Still, Jett Armstrong ignored me. A wave of frustration washed over me, but I forced myself to rein it in. Taking a deep breath, I stered on a smile and said, “I’ve decided to ept your earlier request. If…”


    “You can whip up a potion that leads to a pregnant woman’s demise without raising suspicion, I will set you free.”


    At that, Jett finally opened his eyes. His gaze was frigid, and he smirked. “What’s suddenly gotten into you? You never epted this condition before, despite all your threats and bribes for other potions. Why the change of heart now?”


    His sharp eyes seemed to pierce straight into my thoughts. A sh of resentment flickered in my eyes as I clenched my fists, biting my lip to restrain the surge of anger and defiance.


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    “Because I want a woman dead! Once she is gone, I will have everything I desire.”


    Jett mulled over my request, the silence stretching unbearably between us. For my sister’s sake, he had toply! With that conviction, I steeled myself and threatened, “If you refuse, I will ensure you remain locked up forever!”


    His expression shifted, and I could tell my words were swaying him.


    “Fine, I will agree, but you must keep your end of the bargain.” Jett’s voice was slow and deliberate as he added, “You need to gather some ingredients for the potion.”


    “Okay.” I exhaled, realizing I had been holding my breath, a triumphant smile spreading across my face. With the wizard’s assistance, Makenna was as good as finished!


    Savoring the thought of her tragic end, I set off to collect the necessary ingredients for Jett.


    Makenna’s POV:


    I wasn’t sure how long I had been out, but eventually, I came to and opened my eyes, still hazy. The stark white walls and the beeping medical equipment felt all too familiar. A bitter smile tugged at my lips. It seemed that since stepping foot in the pce, I had be a regr at the hospital.


    This time, the ward was unusually quiet, and I found myself alone. With great effort, I tried to sit up, an overwhelming heaviness weighing me down. I clutched the edge of the bed with one hand for support while stretching the other toward the water cup perched on the bedside table. But I was so weak that the cup slipped through my fingers. With a sharp clink, it fell to the floor.


    Almost immediately, the door burst open, and the three princes stormed in like a gust of wind. Their anxious faces revealed a flood of concern the moment they saw me awake.


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