?Chapter 571:


    I sank into the seat, staring out of the window as the world blurred past. Thendscape seemed to pass by in a quiet dance, but I could barely register it. My thoughts spun in a whirlwind, each one darker than thest.


    This return to the pce felt like a sentence. The sense of freedom I had tasted seemed so far away, slipping through my fingers like water.


    I feared that there would be no second chance to break free.


    My thoughts turned to yton, and a gnawing unease gripped my heart. What had happened to him after the n for my faked death had been exposed? Was he alright? I couldn’t shake the worry.


    Unable to suppress the question that burned at my lips any longer, I nced at Bryan, who sat next to me, his expression carved from stone.


    “Your Highness,” I began, my voice faltering slightly, “I need to know… how is Prince yton? Is he okay?”


    Bryan let out a scoffing grunt, his lips twisting into a sneer that made the air feel colder.


    “You think it’s that simple?” he retorted, his tone sharp enough to cut through the silence.


    A chill crept down my spine.


    “What happened? Is he alright?” My voice was barely a whisper, but the question was a roar in my mind.


    Bryan’s eyes hardened into two dark slits, and his words fell like ice. “yton orchestrated your death and your escape from the pce. He’s the reason Dominic disappeared. And now, our father is furious, suspecting it’s all part of yton’s scheme to harm his brothers. yton is locked away.”


    I froze. The words hit me like a hammer, and my stomach churned.


    “He’s been imprisoned?” I stammered, my voice barely audible. “But yton… he would never do something like that to Dominic! And Dominic… he’s unharmed, right?”


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    “We’ll find out the truth when the investigation is over,” Bryan sneered, drawing the words out slowly as though enjoying my torment. “Father doesn’t take kindly to us brothers stepping on each other’s toes. This time, yton has pushed him too far.”


    I shook my head, my heart pounding. “No, you don’t understand. Prince yton is good, kind-hearted. He wouldn’t do this. There’s been a misunderstanding, I’m sure of it!”


    Bryan’s patience finally snapped, his anger ring as he cut me off. “Enough!” he barked. “Stop defending him. You should think about how to exin yourself to my father when we get back. He’s furious with you, too.”


    The words hit me like a p. My breath caught in my throat, and a cold dread seeped into my bones.


    What could I do? How could I possibly fix this?


    I wracked my brain, but all my thoughts felt like tangled threads, impossible to untangle.


    I didn’t know how long the car ride took after that, but it felt like an eternity. The world outside blurred in my mind as I stared out of the window, lost in the fog of my worries.


    Returning to the pce, Bryan guided me toward the grand hall, his silence heavy with something unspoken. Inside, Leonardo was already perched on his throne, radiating the weight of his power.


    “Dominic, how are you feeling after the ordeal?” His voice cut through the air,ced with concern as soon as we entered.


    Dominic lowered his head respectfully, his voice steady as he replied, “Father, I am fine.”


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