?Chapter 609:


    What was going on with me? Why had I acted so rashly? How could I rush away with Evelyn without considering how Makenna would feel?


    I knew she must be heartbroken.


    Regret washed over me, and all I wanted was to go back to her and exin everything.


    But just as I was about to move, the doctor came out of the emergency room and called out, “Your Highness.”


    I stopped, hesitated briefly, and then turned to ask, “How is she?”


    The doctor responded with deference, “Your Highness, there’s no cause for concern. Miss Nixon has only sustained a minor burn on her arm, which we can treat easily.”


    Evelyn’s face kept surfacing in my mind, uncannily reminding me of someone else. Even though I knew Evelyn was not the one who had passed away long ago, my instinct was still to look after her.


    But Makenna deserved an exnation right now…


    What should I do?


    My thoughts were so jumbled that I struggled to find any rity.


    After a brief moment of indecision, I resolved to see Evelyn first. Makenna, with her generous nature, would surely understand why I had to do this.


    I pushed the door to the emergency room open. Inside, a nurse was standing by the bed, seemingly having just finished bandaging Evelyn’s injury.


    Evelyn was propped up against the bed, still looking slightly pale. Upon noticing me, her expression brightened and her pained look was reced with shyness.


    “Your Highness, I can’t express how grateful I am,” Evelyn said softly, raising her head to meet my eyes with a look of deep thankfulness. “If you hadn’t rushed me here in time, I might have ended up with a scar on my arm.” As she spoke, she winced slightly, as if her wound was still causing her pain.


    I signaled for the nurse to step out, then turned back to Evelyn.


    “What exactly happened back there?” I asked coldly, my expression unreadable.


    Evelyn gently shook her head. “Your Highness, I’m not quite sure myself. I went to the cafeteria to get food when I heard someone mocking Makenna. Thements were pretty harsh. It seems like one of the jealous sex ves might have pushed Makenna, causing her to spill the soup on me.”


    Bryan’s POV:


    As Evelyn recounted the incident, my brow furrowed deeply, an involuntary reaction to the anger simmering within me. Damn it! How dare those insignificant pests bully Makenna?


    “Evelyn,” I said coldly, my tone sharp as a de, “as the instructor of the ves, it is your responsibility to ensure such matters are dealt with thoroughly. I will not tolerate this happening again.”


    She shivered slightly, her lips quivering before she pressed them together and nodded. “Yes, Your Highness,” she replied softly. “I will do everything I can to resolve this issue. Please, rest assured.”


    Then, as if summoning a well of courage, she raised her gaze to meet mine. Herrge, watery eyes held a mixture of curiosity and nervousness as she hesitantly asked, “Your Highness, do I… remind you of someone you know?”


    The unexpected question threw me off.


    I arched an eyebrow, studying her with surprise. “Why do you ask that?”


    Even as the words left my lips, a shadow stirred within my mind.


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