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    Jett’s voice remained cold, almost calcting. “Even if she doesn’t have an episode naturally, I’ll make sure it happens.”


    Grandma sighed heavily, then asked slowly, “So, what do you need me to do?”


    Jett spoke earnestly. “I need you to keep a close watch on Evie and make sure she doesn’t spill my secrets to Makenna.”


    “Alright,” Grandma finally agreed, after some hesitation.


    I couldn’t stay and listen any longer. My heart felt heavy as I slipped away, the weight of what I’d just overheard lingering in my mind.


    The whole way back, my thoughts were a whirlwind, reying that conversation over and over, struggling to make sense of it.


    That night, as expected, Grandma came to me, begging me not to tell Makenna about Martin’s true identity and maniptive schemes. How could I refuse her? Despite every instinct telling me to speak out, I reluctantly agreed.


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    The truth about what had really happened back then still eluded me. The tangled webs of secrets and schemes seemed impossible to untangle, like a thick fog that clouded everything, no matter how hard I tried to make sense of it.


    I didn’t know if I was doing the right thing. But when I remembered Grandma’s desperate eyes and recalled her conversation with Jett, I couldn’t bring myself to stop Makenna.


    I just stood there, watching her walk away into the dark, my heart heavy with helplessness.


    Antoni’s POV:


    The darkness grew that night as I reclined in the rocking chair in my study, feigning sleep.


    Knock, knock, knock…


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    The abrupt knocks on the door shattered the silence. Then my subordinate began to speak from outside the door, saying, “Sorry to disturb you, Mr. Harrison. Everything has been set up. I just got word from our informant in the pce that Makenna has left.”


    “Come in,” I ordered impatiently, sitting up in the chair. “Is Martin’s side ready as well?” I asked.


    The door creaked open, and my subordinate walked in, head bowed. “Yes, Mr. Harrison. The security around Martin has been loosened to allow Makenna to enter easily.”


    My lips curved into a smirk. “And the aphrodisiac spray?”


    “It’s ready, sir. It will be sprayed once Makenna enters the basement where Martin is being held. Be rest assured that it won’t be detected, sir,” the subordinate answered.


    My grin widened even more, and I leaned back in the chair. “That spray wasn’t easy to procure. It’s colorless, odorless, andpletely untraceable, which guarantees that Makenna and Martin will sumb to it without knowing what hit them,” I said gleefully.


    There was a short pause, and then my eyes glinted maliciously. I continued, “However, that’s not enough. This isn’t my endgame. My ultimate goal is to make sure the three princes witness Makenna and Martin’s betrayal with their own eyes, causing them to utterly despise her!”


    Suddenly restless, I stood up and began pacing back and forth in the study. I then turned to the subordinate and asked, “Everything at the hospital has been taken care of, right?”


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