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    Just then, Bryan strode into the room with an air of urgency.


    Upon seeing Dominic holding my hand, his expression darkened, fury shing in his eyes. He yanked Dominic away from me, his voice dripping with coldness. “Stay away from her. Don’t even think about intimacy with her!”


    Dominic shot Bryan a disdainful nce, a mockingugh escaping his lips. “Not everyone is as hungry as you.”


    “What did you say?” Bryan’s voice was sharp, his toneced with threat. “Repeat that, I dare you.”


    “What could you possibly do to me?”


    Tension crackled in the air, both of them poised for a confrontation.


    Oh no! I desperately hoped they wouldn’t actuallye to blows.


    “Ahem—” Worried, I feigned a weak cough, my attempt to diffuse the situation.


    At the sound of my cough, both Bryan and Dominic immediately halted their confrontation, concern recing their aggression as they rushed toward me. “Are you feeling unwell?” they asked in unison, their worry palpable.


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    The room finally quieted, the bickering voices vanished. I took a deep breath, clearing my throat with a light cough before shaking my head in exasperation. “I’m fine. Please, can we stop squabbling like children?”


    I turned to Bryan, feeling a bit anxious. “What’s really going on out there, Bryan? I need to know if Molly has any connection to the wizards.”


    Bryan furrowed his brow, a heavy seriousness darkening his features. “So far, there’s no proof that Molly’s family is working with the wizards. They’ve been keeping a low profile, relying heavily on the Harrison family over the past years.”


    His words sank into me like stones, leaving a weight in my chest. I felt nofort, only growing unease. My intuition screamed otherwise.


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    “Is it impossible to find out who’s really behind this?” I could feel it in my gut—Molly was the mastermind. She had to be.


    The influence she held over Leonardo was undeniable. Without hard evidence, not only would he dismiss any usations, but he’d likely chalk it up to my irrationality. He was blinded by his trust in her.


    Bryan must have sensed my spiraling thoughts. He reached over to trace a thumb over my cheek. “Hey, don’t lose hope. We’ve found something—Molly’s been sending people out to search for someone.”


    That caught my attention. My heart skipped. “Someone?” My eyes lit up with a flicker of hope. Maybe, just maybe, this was the break we needed.


    Bryan gave a slight nod, a knowing smile tugging at his lips. “Yeah, and I’ve already got people on it. We’ll find them before she does. Trust me.”


    I felt a smile curve my lips, the tight knot of anxiety loosening.


    Perhaps we were finally making headway.


    “Leave it to us,” Bryan murmured, tugging the quilt up around me. “You need to focus on getting better. Worrying yourself sick isn’t going to help.”


    I couldn’t help but smile at his fussing, though my thoughts drifted back to recent events.


    It still amazed me how everything had changed so fast. The princes, always at each other’s throats, had now united to save me—a notion that would’ve seemedughable not too long ago.


    I must have smiled without realizing it because Dominic, ever the observer, leaned in and gave my nose a yful pinch. “What’s got you grinning like that?”


    “Ouch!” I yelped, more out of reflex than actual pain, and before I could blink, Bryan had shoved Dominic back to shield me.


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