Chapter 241

On the journey back from Skyrim to Elmsworth, the usually vibrant and ebullient Evadne had been unusually quiet, a cloud of despondency hanging over her

beautiful face.

Upon returning to the hotel, Evadne didn’t allow Jason, her trusty assistant, to bother her. Instead, she sequestered herself in her office, pouring over old files regarding the infamous incident involving Myra.

“Myra’s darkest hour had been at that media party, but it was also the starting point of a profound connection between her and Emeric,” she mused.

“In those days, the internet wasn’t as ubiquitous as it is now. People got their gossip from magazines or newspapers. Emeric, in order to control the narrative, had reportedly bought and destroyed all the national publications that had reported on the incident. He had even penalized journalists who had dared to publicize the event. But, it was rumored that some foreign journalists had managed to capture footage of the event and upload it onto the internet. Emeric had tried to scrub it clean, but some traces still remained.”

Evadne took a deep breath, her sharp gaze fixed on her computer screen, her fingers flying over the keyboard. She was soon able to access the long buried video of the party, the footage so old it was blurred.

In the video, Myra’s face was ashen. She was shaking, on the verge of a breakdown, under the glaring spotlight that seemed to amplify her despair. The audience’s shocked gasps and derisive laughter echoed around her, threatening to shatter her fragile composure.

a tall, resolute man rushed onto the stage, heading straight for Myra. Evadne recognized him instantly. It

of Myra, and wrapped it around her waist.

her shoulders sagging as she leaned back in

that had won Myra’s

the game,” she murmured before her phone

back to reality, she answered the call, “What’s

is here with

upon hearing that Jareth was there to

room, Jason met her with a

am sorry: I didn’t know that before. Thaddeus is also here,”

met Jason’s, “Why didn’t you

He had not been present when Jason had escorted Jareth

shrugged, “Never mind. You couldn’t have handled

she signaled Jason to

stunning figure in a sharp suit and killer heels, an aura of

Jareth rose nervously from the sofa. As always, she was an enigmatic and intoxicating sight,

Evadne, his senses

hiding behind Jareth, stared at the confident and defiant Evadne, her

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