?Chapter 1159:


    My heart raced as I gazed at the arrow.


    Tied to it was a letter bearing the symbol of the Wizard n.


    My hand trembled slightly as I grasped the letter, tore open the envelope, and unfolded the sheet of paper.


    The handwriting was bold andmanding, ending with the name of the Wizard n’s eldest prince—Colt Bates.


    “Alice and Winfred are in my possession. I have poisoned them, and if they don’t get the antidote every hour, they will surely perish. You have three days to respond, or things will take a turn for the worse.”


    I clutched the letter tightly, my knuckles going pale.


    Colt was utterly despicable, using Alice and Winfred as pawns to intimidate me.


    I bit my lip as fury ignited in my eyes.


    After all Jett had done for me, how could I even consider handing him over to the Wizard n?


    But what would happen to Alice and Winfred if I refused?


    The mere thought was unbearable.


    Alden eyed the letter in my grasp with a grave expression. He held my hand tightly and said with conviction, “Makenna, don’t lose your cool. I’ll gather a team and rescue them right away. I’ve battled the Wizard n for years, and I know their vulnerabilities and tactics. I will bring Alice and Winfred back unharmed.”


    I looked on in shock and said in a defeated whisper, “The eldest prince of the Wizard n imed he has already poisoned Alice and Winfred. If we don’t hand over Jett in three days, they will sumb to the poison.”


    Alden’splexion drained, and pure rage filled his eyes.


    Bang!


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    He mmed his fist on the table with such force that the cups leaped up, sending coffee flying all over the ce.


    “Those disgusting, dishonorable scoundrels! Resorting to such underhanded tactics!” Alden spat, his teeth gritted in fury.


    I was lost in a whirl of confusion. My mind felt like a nk te, and I didn’t know what action to take.


    Just then, Jett opened the door and stepped inside.


    He wore his typical warm smile, but it faded the moment he noticed the fear and concern etched on my face.


    He hurried over to my side, his expression filled with worry. “Makenna, what’s going on? What happened?”


    I remained silent, shutting my eyes while tears streamed down my face.


    Alden nced at me before handing the letter to Jett.


    Jett took the letter, and as he read it, his expression grew darker. “Makenna, this…”


    An overwhelming silence enveloped the room. Finally, Jett broke it, asking in hushed tones, “Makenna, what do you think we ought to do?”


    I tugged at my hair in distress, my voice trembling. “I don’t know, Jett. I truly have no idea what to do… How can I let you go in exchange for them? But if I don’t, Alice and Winfred will die… they will die…”


    Jett’s expression turned grave.


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