?Chapter 714:


    Antoni raised an eyebrow, feigning confusion, his smirk widening. “Martin? Who’s that?”


    “Stop ying games, Antoni,” I growled, my stare unwavering. “Release him. Now.”


    Antoni’s expression morphed into mock realization, as though he’d just remembered something. “Oh… you mean the garden servant?”


    “Yes,” I bit out, my fists clenched at my sides. “Let him go. Whatever we’re dealing with has nothing to do with him.”


    Antoni chuckled, leaning back as if amused, arms crossed. “What if Martin is here? What could someone like you possibly do about it?”


    His eyes ran over me, leering as though he could see through me. “You’re so concerned about a servant. What’s the real story here? Could it be that your rtionship with him is… more than meets the eye?”


    A cold fury bubbled within me, my teeth gritting, but before I could snap back, Alice, her anger at a boiling point, stepped forward.


    “Watch your mouth!” Alice screamed, her finger pointing usatorily at Antoni. “Just because your mind’s in the gutter doesn’t mean we all think like that!”


    Antoni’sughter was cruel, his expression smug as he raised an eyebrow. “Oh, such a fiery temper! I think I’ve struck a nerve.” Alice’s face flushed crimson, her hand rising as if to strike him, but I grabbed her arm just in time, pulling her back. My gaze seethed with anger as I shot Antoni a look that could burn. “I don’t care about your insults. I just want to know if Martin’s disappearance has anything to do with you.”


    “Take a wild guess,” Antoni replied, his smile twisting into something dark, dripping with malice.


    As if on cue, the faint sound of muffled cries reached our ears from inside the estate. The noise seemed to freeze the air around us.


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    I instantly recognized the voice—it was Martin’s.


    My heart skipped a beat as my eyes widened in panic. Without a second thought, I raised my foot, ready to dash inside. “Stop!”


    Amanding voice rang out, and within moments, a handful of soldiers, like iron walls, stepped forward, blocking my path.


    Antoni, with his usual indifference, tilted his head slightly. In a voiceced with nonchnce, he remarked, “Miss Dunn, you’re attempting to break into my home.”


    Rage boiled within me, my hands shaking as I demanded, “What is this madness? Why are you targeting innocent people? Have youpletely lost your decency?”


    “Innocent people?” Antoni sneered, his words dripping with venom. “Anyone you care about is far from innocent in my eyes.” With a slow, calcted stride, he moved toward me, each step pressing down on my chest like a weight, leaving me breathless. He bent low, his face dangerously close to mine. In a voice tinged with arrogance, he murmured, “Yes, I captured Martin. But what exactly can you do about it?”


    Then, as though savoring the moment, he leaned even closer. His breath brushed against my skin, carrying the stench of something foul, as he added, “I’ve heard the three princes have left the pce to fetch medicine for Evelyn. There’s no oneing to save you now.”


    With that, he straightened up, creating distance between us as a cruel chuckle escaped his lips. He turned on his heel, leaving me seething.


    “Antoni Harrison!” My mind teetered on the edge of sanity, rage clouding my thoughts. All I saw was the back of his despicable figure, and with a roar, I lunged forward, screaming, “I’ll kill you, you spineless coward!”


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