Chapter 620:


    Antoni, unperturbed, gave me one of his infuriating smiles and shrugged. “Perhaps it’s fate, Miss Dunn. Ever consider that?”


    I rolled my eyes and pivoted, ready to walk away, but he was quicker, stepping into my path with frustrating ease. “Now, now,” he teased, his eyes narrowing as they studied me. “Why so glum this morning? Didn’t sleep well, I take it?”


    “And why, exactly, would that concern you?” I shot back with a fiery re.


    He tilted his head, his smirk deepening. “Miss Dunn, could it be that the princes no longer favor you? I hear Prince Bryan has taken quite a liking to Evelyn.”


    The mention of Evelyn snapped something inside me.


    Antoni was the one who rmended Evelyn to the pce. A chill rippled down my spine. Could all this be one of his malicious schemes?


    I fixed him with another sharp re. “Antoni, what exactly is your connection to Evelyn? Rmending her is one thing, but why this sudden interest in her standing with the princes?”


    Antoni’s smirk remained in ce, a mask of nonchnce. “I only thought she had potential,” he replied smoothly, sidestepping the question with practiced ease.


    “And I’m quite curious about one thing, Miss Dunn,” he added, his voice dropping into a yful lilt. “Do you feel abandoned now that the princes have moved on?”


    My patience snapped like a brittle twig. “This is none of your business!” I shot back. “Now move.”


    “Oh, fiery as ever,” he mocked, clearly enjoying himself. “You seem to have quite a bad temper, Miss Dunn. But I suppose rejection stings, huh?”


    I didn’t wait for another taunt. nting my hands on his chest, I shoved him hard, with every ounce of strength I had. “Get out of my way!”


    Antoni staggered back, caught off guard by the force of my push.


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    I brushed past him with a huff, eager to escape him.


    But as I moved, a faint scent stopped me in my tracks.


    It was subtle, elusive—a blend I couldn’t quite ce. And yet, something about it was painfully familiar, so unique. It reminded me of my dead child.


    I whipped around, narrowing my eyes at Antoni.


    He stood where I’d left him, that insufferable smirk still stered across his face. “What’s the matter, Miss Dunn? Already missing me?”


    I stared at him, the scent still lingering in the air. Something didn’t add up.


    I tilted my chin, letting my voice drip with icy disdain. “You’re a notorious womanizer, Mr. Harrison, aren’t you? So tell me—do you have illegitimate children scattered across the kingdom?”


    For the first time, his mask cracked. A flicker of something—panic, perhaps—shed in his eyes before vanishing.


    My instincts told me there was more to the story. I opened my mouth to press further, but Antoni straightened his jacket and returned to his measured pose.


    “I’ve no idea what you’re talking about. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have matters to attend to.”


    Before I could respond, he turned and walked away with a brisk stride.


    I watched his figure disappear down the garden path, my thoughts swirling like a storm-tossed sea.


    “Alice, Evie,” I said atst, “head back without me. There’s something I need to handle.”


    I had to talk to Dominic.


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