Bella trembled in Christopher's arms. She felt a flicker of hope. 'Could it be Justin? Could it be her brothers? Have they finally found me?!'

Intense emotions crashed within her, and tears welled up in her eyes. However, she was under the influence of drugs-her limbs were weak, devoid of any strength, making it impossible for her to struggle out of his embrace.

"A guest?"

Christopher's face instantly soured. "How many?"

"Just one... a man."

The tension in Christopher's heart did not ease upon hearing this.

Before he could respond, a series of heavy footsteps echoed through the hall, unimpeded, as they made their way directly into the dining room.

The man's voice was

as she looked over. What she saw

familiar face-a face deeply etched in her heart. Her heart was pounding heavily inside her chest as her breath

All the pain, the longing, and the suppressed fear overwhelmed her like a flood.

looked exactly like her dead brother, Hugh. He remained expressionless.

his indifferent gaze to Christopher. "Our

really here to help me?" Christopher's voice strained as

an eyebrow. "Surely having another helper would ultimately bring you more good than harm, right?" Christopher felt a sharp sting in his heart. He knew what that face meant to Bella. Grant was a meticulous strategist

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