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"Damn it!" cursed Vennina, the concubine, with a look full of jealousy when she saw Leon and Arren holding hands intimately.Apart from Venn, Clark, Arren's ex-lover, now his bodyguard, also feels similar emotional turmoil. They both felt jealous and unhappy with the official introduction, especially the 'newlywed couple' part attached to Leon and Arren's status.Vennina, in a luxurious red dress that spread like flames, held back her emotions with difficulty. She continued to stab Arren with a look full of hatred. Her red lips were pursed, and her hands were wrinkled in her lap. Vennina's beautiful face now looks damaged, caused by the burning embers of jealousy.Meanwhile, Clark stood behind Vennina, trying to hide his inner turmoil. He knew very well who Arren was and how they felt together. Seeing Arren, now the ruler's wife, gave rise to a suffocating feeling within him.Arren, even though she was enjoying tea and warm conversation, felt a tense feeling behind her back.The cold
A simple banquet, but not as simple as it seemed, was finally over. Arren was very tired; she even fell asleep when Poppy was just about to prepare bath water."Just go, let me bathe her," said Leon as he entered the room."Yes, sir," answered Poppy, then stepped back from her employer.Leon had agreed to Clark's visionary proposal. For a long time since he had never done a security test because the mansion was always safe. However, when incidents from within came and went like it or not, security was tightened.However, Leon never thought about replacing the security system as a whole.After the long conversation ended, Leon could finally return with Arren. He enjoyed the peaceful atmosphere when he was beside his wife, especially when she was asleep like this. “You're like a baby,” he muttered, then moved Arren to the bed.***"Where are we going?" Arren asked after getting ready and putting on clothes.Leon didn't answer; he still hadn't finished ambushing his wife with pleasure. Af
"What do you mean?" Leon asked sharply. He hadn't expected such a setback in his plans.The designer looked at Leon worriedly, trying to explain the situation carefully."The material for the suit is no longer being produced by our supplier, Sir.""Why is that?" Leon pressed on, feeling frustrated because his efforts might be in vain. He wanted that suit.Lola then explained that the silver silk used in the suit was a rare product that had ceased production. This material had been produced by the Faraday tribe, who had a unique skill in weaving silver thread into silk fibers, creating a spectacular and beautiful shimmer.Unfortunately, the production of silver silk had stopped because the Faraday tribe faced significant challenges, with no younger generation continuing this cultural heritage.The Faraday tribe had carried on the tradition of weaving silver silk for centuries. However, with changing times and a shift towards modern materials, the knowledge of these ancient techniques h
Finally, the much-anticipated night had arrived. The gala dinner, hosted by important colleagues, was now within reach. Arren and Leon arrived at the event venue in the capital city of Canadak, dressed meticulously in their outfits. The couple looked radiant that evening. The trained servers, who had previously prepared everything in the mansion, were shocked and proud to have played a part in the remarkable transformation of Mrs. Arren.The multipurpose hall at a luxury hotel, rented by the Mayor, was filled with opulent decorations and beautiful flower arrangements. This wedding anniversary celebration had been prepared lavishly. The venue had been transformed into an extraordinary celebration space. Glittering crystal lights adorned the ceiling, creating a warm and elegant atmosphere.The guests were welcomed with a sparkling red carpet at the entrance. They arrived wearing their finest outfits, in line with the party's theme, "A Night in the Palace." Lords and ladies looked dazzli
"Look at her mouth. It's so dirty," Elea grumbled."That's what happens when you pick up a street rat; they have no manners," taunted Dhevita, who had heard the origin story of Arren from Vennina. Of course, some of the story was a lie."Enough! I think the three of you want to attack me. You're cowards!" Arren then turned around and walked away from the three of them.There's no point in listening to such negativity, even though there is some truth in every taunt they throw."Ugh! What a weakling!" cursed Dhevita, then turned around as well, inviting the other lady to taste the dish.Her actions wouldn't stop there because Vennina was also watching the continuation of the mission she was about to undertake at the upstairs.***(The Night Before)"I will attend the mayor's party, even without Leon. I hope you can provide some assistance, Lady Dhevita," Vennina said when she was at the Wales family residence for a dinner party."If you want my help, what will you give in return?" Dhevit
(Three Nights Ago)The Oldtown Alley in the capital city was shrouded in the darkness of the night, with the dim moon failing to illuminate the increasingly obscure sky.Inside the headquarters of the X merchants, a mysterious girl sat in silence with her eyes focused on her computer screen.With intense concentration, her fingers danced gracefully across the keyboard, generating lines of code that darkened the screen before her.Several times, she typed commands skillfully but had yet to achieve the optimal outcome of their efforts."Damn it!" she muttered in frustration, the girl being a seasoned hacker preparing for her cyber attack.Usually, she always succeeded in accomplishing her tasks, but this time, the job seemed exceedingly challenging due to the complex security system."I will break this sturdy security system," she mumbled, annoyed and determined. Her voice was conviction-filled, like a dark magic filling the silence.There were peaceful sounds behind the fast keyboard. H
In seconds, Arren felt like she was losing control of her body. She seemed to be trapped in an unconscious state.Amid the darkness that enveloped her mind, Arren felt the voices of joyous whispers as if they had successfully executed a mission planned.The voices of a man and a woman echoed in Arren's mind, rejoicing and celebrating.Before long, the sound of a moving object with wheels rolling around her was heard, and finally, it came to a halt right in front of her. Subsequently, Arren fell into a deep sleep that she had never imagined before.***"Be careful, and make sure you don't make a mistake," Vennina commanded firmly, as she appeared to be surveilling the situation outside the changing room."All right, ma'am. You don't need to worry," Pablo responded confidently. Beside him, Rome was ready with a wheelchair. The man began to lift Arren, who had now lost consciousness.Carefully, they changed Arren's beautiful dress into plain clothing.They put on sunglasses, a hood, and
Arren felt shocked and shaken by the tragic scene before her. Two people had become lifeless bodies, and now, only she and Clark remained as the survivors.Clark checked the two deceased victims to ensure they were indeed dead. Once sure, he extended his hand to help Arren to her feet.Arren sat there trembling, her body shaking from the overwhelming panic she couldn't contain."A-are they all dead?" she asked to confirm."Yes, you're right. Stay strong, Arren. We didn't have a choice," Clark said coldly, as though he'd witnessed many corpses like this before."You're wearing a mask?" Arren suddenly noticed Clark's mysterious appearance."Isn't this my uniform, Miss?" Clark responded with a hint of playfulness.However, he felt relieved because the two killers who had been killed by him earlier couldn't recognize him thanks to the masked uniform Leon had insisted on earlier."Yes, you're right," Arren said, a little relieved. Slowly, she began to calm down. Arren was able to start movi